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TRES TRISTE

Member since 2002 · Posted 6 Nov 2002 · 0 comments

When I dream I push the shadows back I pull the blinds to watch you dance across the dream And when you dance you pull the space apart You blow about and stretch across my dreams When I'm alone I pull myself down I drift about to see you gazing at my dreams I fade thought out to whitness you whirling around a dream When I close my eyes I fight the nightmares away I push them back to find you dancing behind a dream When I lie back you come around and pull me apart to blow about Dancing upon my dreams ix7/02

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