Dream is not a dream unless your trying to make it real. That's what i said in my head cause thats how i feel. Reality is realier than real, that's how it gets. It's easier to remember cause it's harder to forget. Forget the memories you have and that you have spent with friends and familes that have already went. Down the drain and went pass down your memorie lane and then the lames you knew that go and came. I can't imagine my life spent without dreams. The bad ones and good ones that came between. Some nights I couldn't sleep cause i was afraid...... Afraid that this was my last night and won't live another day.
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