somethings do last forever,
somethings were never meant to be.
vivid dreams scattered at bed side,
mind of a dreamer caught up in confusion.
mind addicted to fame and fortune,
it was lust for success at early prime.
who could ever tell the future,
misery on the cards dear dreamer?
silent thoughts creep the mind,
caught up in the deceased dreams.
mourn the fairy tale at dawn,
sunrise dries the fallen tears.
reflections on the mirror not so kind,
living life on the edge of misery?
somethings do last forever,
somethings were never meant to be.
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