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She looks just like a dream, the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen, Like a cover of a magazine, she shines, so serene. Her eyes held a world that i couldn’t understand , A vision of beauty, slipping like sand. I stood, caught in that fleeting, fragile space, Where nothing was real, but I still gave chase. She was the sun, I the fading moon, In her light, I lost myself too soon. "She looks like a dream," the words echo in my mind, A perfect illusion, but no place for me to find. I tried to fit, I tried to be whole, But I didn’t belong—just a shadow, a soul. I reached for her, but she slipped through my hands, A face in a crowd, lost in distant lands. I never showed her the depth I had inside, I hid my true self—kept my heart denied. And now I’m here, trapped in the past, The dream’s a nightmare, and I’m outclassed. I see her face, but she’s never near, A memory, a ghost I hold dear. The silence screams louder than words, In my head, the pain echoes like birds. I wonder, could I have made it right? Or was I always meant to fade from sight? This cage I built, too tight to breathe, I locked myself in, no way to leave. And now she’s gone—no touch, no sound, Just an echo, a feeling, trapped and bound. I dream of her, but she doesn’t see, The boy I was, who could never be. And so I stay, haunted by a face, The prettiest dream, but I don’t fit in that place. I wish I could forget, wish I could flee, But every night, she’s all I see. Trapped in the dream, with no way out, Loneliness whispers, it’s all I’m about.
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Apr 19, 2025
Apr 19, 2025 at 8:52 PM UTC
ahmed-gamel
"She looks just like a dream"
She looks just like a dream, the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen, Like a cover of a magazine, she shines, so serene. Her eyes held a world that i couldn’t understand , A vision of beauty, slipping like sand. I stood, caught in that fleeting, fragile space, Where nothing was real, but I still gave chase. She was the sun, I the fading moon, In her light, I lost myself too soon. "She looks like a dream," the words echo in my mind, A perfect illusion, but no place for me to find. I tried to fit, I tried to be whole, But I didn’t belong—just a shadow, a soul. I reached for her, but she slipped through my hands, A face in a crowd, lost in distant lands. I never showed her the depth I had inside, I hid my true self—kept my heart denied. And now I’m here, trapped in the past, The dream’s a nightmare, and I’m outclassed. I see her face, but she’s never near, A memory, a ghost I hold dear. The silence screams louder than words, In my head, the pain echoes like birds. I wonder, could I have made it right? Or was I always meant to fade from sight? This cage I built, too tight to breathe, I locked myself in, no way to leave. And now she’s gone—no touch, no sound, Just an echo, a feeling, trapped and bound. I dream of her, but she doesn’t see, The boy I was, who could never be. And so I stay, haunted by a face, The prettiest dream, but I don’t fit in that place. I wish I could forget, wish I could flee, But every night, she’s all I see. Trapped in the dream, with no way out, Loneliness whispers, it’s all I’m about.
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