Launchorasince 2014
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Dream you


Looked out of the window

Saw you glaring at me

Our eyes met

Magic sparked

But then I opened my eyes

Woke up from my dream

My imagination makes you look so real

You are not here

You never were.


I am a fan, you are a star

My hopes too high, just like your bar

You make me laugh, you make me cry

You shine amongst the ordinary

Your talents speaks more than words

But all I know are words

As I can’t have you, I write you

You inspire me, this sadness turns to art.