Still on the edge, still a bit scared
Was it a dream, will it all fade?
Two hours of sleep yet wide awake
Darkness crawls slowly back to it's den
Yet will I ever be my former self again?
...anlatılmalı hikayeler ve karanlık onları hayal gücüyle beslemeli ve büyütmeli, çocuklarını yatırıp uykuya hazırlayan bir anne gibi...
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Still on the edge? "Was it a dream?" is a question I ask, too. It was not.
I can still hear you laugh, and say my name...it was far better than any dream.
And you saying "my" and my name. I try not to remember it too much...
My love...my one and only...mi querido...mein schatz...
Sleep well, fawn dearest.
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