Sometimes It's soothing to think of the impossible, like bringing someone back to life. To slip away to the unknown drift off into another world where magic can solve everything, where true love works out ALWAYS. and where everyone has someone. to just run in a figure eight out of this world and into another. love is a dream that keeps waking me, maybe for now don't say a word just come lay with me. Silent Screams and steady breathing makes me think if you'll ever call my name again. In another world neither here nor there you'll call my name, to drift away where everything is intertwined with understanding and good intentions. Where all it is, is a bump in the road. The carriage wheel stays on but becomes loose. It holds on as the journey continues, because in fairy tales there is no giving up.
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