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Is dream that different from reality?

Is love similar to death?

Do you love me?

Are you here?

Is this…

Real?

Dreams

and feelings

make this real.

I dreamed you here,

Are you, Love, really here?

Just kissing my final breath away

Six times you call my name

As I drifted away forever

I see you crying,

Holding my hand

Closing my

Eyes.

Truth

ever denied.

Love is suicide.

And I loved you,

Until the day I died

Dreaming that you held my hand

And dying shan’t do us part

In this dream of death,

You will be inside

Always with me

Forever being

Mine.