Come Wake Me Up (Being Rewritten)
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Last published Thu, Feb 23, 2017
I thought you were a dream.
You were too good to be true.
You came and saved me.
You saved me from my troubled past.
You saved me from what could've been my troubled future.
Because of you I am a new person.
In the beginning, you were just supposed to help me solve my problems.
You mended my broken heart and made me quit my bad habits.
And along the way I fell in love with you.
My lover.
My best friend.
My girlfriend.
My teacher........
You came and woke me up from a bad dream.....
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