Dreams are supposed to be beautiful,Full of hope and strength
Angels and golden wings.
Then why don't I see them ?
Why do I see graveyards
whenever I think of green valleys.
Why is my vision filled with wilted flowers,
when I think of stars.
Why has despair replaced hope ?
Why has felicity forsaken her place for morbidity ?
Who is to be blamed ?
Why could I do nothing ?
As my dreams turned into nightmares....
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