i know its not sexually oriented
Promises broken for my heart to see
A Pretty made up face, a lost hope
A smile, a grin, and a tear that cannot be
Seen in this hopeful dream, is it real? Nope
It is nothing but fancy, I know this now
I see him laugh and remember light dreams
In his arms a sense of peace. But, why? How?
I don’t understand is it what it seems??
It can’t be. its not possible. I know
There is nothing in this ‘tween. Not here not
Now. I know one must reap what the sow
But all I want is peace of mind I sought
So I will paint my portrait all pretty and
Fine. And pretend everything is okay
Common sense isn’t that, it’s just a dream
So keep on walking and don’t turn back
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