My secret dream
She was a mystery, she was a flame,
She was elusive... Who's to blame?
She was a flower blooming not for me,
This woman was my secret dream.
She was a genie hiding in the mist,
She was an angel taming any beast;
You'd drink the poison, she would give
And any lie of her you would believe.
I loved her silently - in my own way,
I didn't dare any word to say...
But it's too late to scream or cry -
She was my dream, sweet dream of mine.
2021-02-09 06:07:37
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