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  Did you just let the dream dream alone?

  The dream dreams alone...

  Alone it stands...

  That's not the way dreamers act.

  Dreamers keep on living in their dreams; that's a fact.

  Tell me how you were living in your dream;

  I'll tell you who you are...

  How would you react?

  Now that you're awake,

  You recall and wonder...

  Did you believe that dreamt emotions were fake?

  Did you forget the life you lived in your slumber?

  Do you miss the dream that you forsake?

  If you do, then just close your eyes and remember

  That, once upon a dream, there was a swan lake...

  I'm on my way following someone.

  Drawing my dreams with the words he scattered on my story.

  He's lighting the way to the next dream giver that will come.

  And the story is going on.

  The story never ends.

  The dream is never done.

  A trace of you remains.

  Like finger prints on a draft of a poem left undone.

  You're forgotten as if you've never been

  a haunting presence between the lines.

  Forgotten, as if you never came.

  Forgotten as if you're never gone...

  Hard

  Honey is horny tonight,

  Holds it right,

  Says he misses me,

  Keeps on kissing me,

  Whispers in my ear

  Things I long to hear,

  Kinky words unsaid,

  Then rolls me on his bed...

  Honey is hot tonight,

  The mood is right,

  Water oozes from a mouth,

  As he moves straight to the south,

  Once there, finds me open and wet,

  Wilder than I could ever get...

  Honey is hard tonight,

  Orders me to hold it tight,

  Once it gets within,

  I get into a spin,

  It doesn't have to shove,

  It fits just like a glove..

  Past the moment we become one,

  Never ever think it's done,

  It’s not yet time to stop,

  Lay down, again,

  I'll set it up...

  Quelling

  For all the joys I would have felt,

  For all the men I would have met,

  For all the pleasures truly fake,

  For all the chains I'll never break,

  For all the dreams that won't come true,

  For all the things I'll never do,

  I'll stand right here with broken wings,

  Waiting for what tomorrow brings.

  Mayday Bovary

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