by Andrea   Aug 12, 2004

Dreams slip away as fast as they appear
The moment you seep into its melody

It drifts you off into something special
That is always left as a mark in your very heart

Dreams are forgiven saints that are your fantasies come true
This forsaken token of love leads to the divine without fear

The most beautiful can only be described
With a passion others have

To consult no one but yourself
To solve the mystery of your dream

It is the most wonderful feeling to be felt
Just to fall into your dream

Your flight of imagination of only your desires
And to leave all behind and to take who you please

The most simplest can seem so complicated
Thus descend into this celestial illusion


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Latest Comments

  • 15 years ago

    by Jacklyn

    creative and wonderful, you got some talent! PLP

    ~lil slam~

  • 15 years ago

    by chris johnson

    loved it

  • 15 years ago

    by Broken

    simply fantastic