Sing me to sleep, I don't want to wake up on my own anymore
I wan't you. I want all of you. Please come over here, please. Or don't. Maybe I can't handle it. What am I to you? You're the dream. You're MY dream. And it's my dreams you take. I miss you a bit but it's ok now I haven't seen you in such along time so I suppose that I haven't got anything to miss.
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