A fantansy,
A lie,
The people who live on dreams, live on false hope.
Hoping that all of their dreams come true.
Never looking back.
Being sucked into dreams,
Never being able to wake up is the fear of all awake.
Getting out of a nightmare is like losing your life,
Never finding a way back.
Getting lost in the moon and stars
only makes you weaker.
I know this is not a very good poem but it will do for now because i have testing tomorrow and friday. If you do like it please vote and follow!
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