A Dream Called Today, by Convalescence
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I am stuck in a dream
with no way of escape,
but this dream is good,
so I guess it's okay.
This is so great
while things stay the same.
But I love how things are,
I don't want them to change.
Be it change for the good,
still time will move on.
With all passing time,
soon things will be gone.
So, it was a choice,
I guess I'm not stuck.
I live in a dream
where things don't change much.
So, here I am now,
and here, I will stay.
I live in a dream,
and I call it today. |
Posted: 2009-12-18 19:17:22 UTC |
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