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Dreams come slow tonight I lay here thinking of the times we had...

could have had...

should have had...

But my tears sting with the sadness that I messed all of that up

Feeling the emptiness deep inside

knowing you will never share with me again

Yes, dreams come slow

the pain filling each cell of my brain

explosions of rage

fear of being alone

of not finding peace within my thoughts

lost in wonder....when can this end?

The depths of my spirit

so flooded with self regret

loneliness and fear

brightness turned to shadows

shadows to darkness

hopes to doubts

Yes, dreams come slow tonight.

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