blue dreams swim in gold
you hold my hand
I sigh
walk upon clouds - white
your name so warm - Love
dark thoughts drown in black
your grip - tight
I scream
fight to withstand it
your name so cold - Hate
if dreams could be real
you'd live
we'd walk in the park, smiling
but spring's here again
and you are not
you'd live
we'd walk in the park, smiling
but spring's here again
and you are not
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