Chasing Dreams

 

I've given up
on chasing dreams
a thousand times,
written endless rhymes,

but the effort to forget,
all the pain and loneliness,
is more than you could guess,
for such is my distress.

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Everywhere I go
I see your face,
a subtle hint,
a fading trace,
your golden hair,
complexion fair,
and there,
your laughing eyes.

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I realize
it's just a dream,
but real you seem,
so close to me,
and yet so very far.

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So long I hoped,
so long believed,
I'd find you
wherever you are,

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but time moved on,
and I knew I was wrong
to keep on
chasing dreams.