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Nov 30, 2002 10:50

There is such fear
There is such disbelief
It is back to a realization of a dream come true
But such a realization
Has its own consequences
Has its own mistakes
I sit here
And try to block out
Every ounce of fear
That perhaps
This is all but a fateful mistake
The dream was never born
The dream will never live
I sit and wonder
Did all I dream and see
Actually happen...will it happen
Or shall the night consume the dream
Strangle it's new birth breathe
But here I sit
And can hardly comprehend
That the dream will live
I can imagine
That it can die
But I myself am chaos
I myself don't deserve such dreams
I myself deserves these dreams
I can do nothing but wait to catch
the falling star
Or wait to miss it
And watch it hit the ground.
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