by Edgar Guerrero

Created on: June 24, 2008

When all the lights of day are gone,
Many nights during the light of the stars to GOD I pray to
make my worries gone.

It is then and only then,
When my best thoughts some nights go your way,

To dream about a brighter future of when you drop a tear,
I will be near to be able to listen to your pain,
and your problems hear.

Then again only dreams we hear amidst the loneliness that
both you and I hear.

It could be dreams and all,
a fairytale,
something just made up,
Yet this feeling for you,
is making me feel alive.

When even just the thought of pain,
and to think all in life is vain!

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