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Pitiful Fantasies
My sweet fantasies turned
to ones of sadness.
In my daydreams,
Me in front of you,
It's no longer a heaven.
I don't picture myself
On a fresh summer night,
joyfully holding your hand.
No, As I curl up within my sheets,
I see myself frozen.
And...
to ones of sadness.
In my daydreams,
Me in front of you,
It's no longer a heaven.
I don't picture myself
On a fresh summer night,
joyfully holding your hand.
No, As I curl up within my sheets,
I see myself frozen.
And...
