Launchorasince 2014
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Dream


I must admit babe

Last night you were in my dream

You were holding me like it was right


We were high on illusionary ecstasy

Reminiscing what we did that night

For a moment it never felt wrong


But upon waking up

I lost count on things that could go wrong

And things that could never be


I would never wish for it to be real

But the taste of your lips was pure bliss

A blessing I’ll never tell