In a drawer

by Maria   Jun 28, 2008


In a drawer my dreams and hopes, beautiful and unbroken.

I put them there to keep them safe, so they wouldn't get crushed or broken.

I locked the drawer and hid the key. so one day I could come back to see.

But then I got depressed, because people can't live without dreams.

So I wanted to open the drawer and see, all the dreams and hopes about me.

But instead of my dreams and hopes, the thing that's broken is the key.

In a drawer lies all my dreams, beautiful and unseen.

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