April
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Hope is what I hold onto, Dreams I hope to be
Things of wishes and sweet memories.
But hope is broken, dreams do fade.
The past come rushing back.
Remember the good things that happen, for they never last.
Tears, fears and nightmares will hunt you all your life.
Try as you must, you cannot run.
You cannot even hide.
Things of wishes and sweet memories.
But hope is broken, dreams do fade.
The past come rushing back.
Remember the good things that happen, for they never last.
Tears, fears and nightmares will hunt you all your life.
Try as you must, you cannot run.
You cannot even hide.
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