She no longer wishes upon falling stars
No dreams come true for the dreamer
Masquerading as beautiful dreams they are her nightmares–
Deepest desires are never matched
They are promises that never were
Lies told to pacify the sadness of the soul
Delicate like honey suckles on summers vine… they all wilt away
She no longer believes in dreams or entertains fantasies…………
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