Dream

I have this dream

I cannot share

For fear

Of hurting ones that care.

The leaves from the mighty Oak

They will fall to the earth and wither

My dream like a leaf that chokes

Falls to the ground, yet still it slithers!

Get out of me

I cannot bare you

You have no clue

How much I care for you.

Oh, my past, woe is me,

To think I passed on the single one

There is no rewind to set me free

Your images of past will not let me.

I have this dream

I cannot share

For fear

Of hurting the ones that care.

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