Dream of a place
Where your heart is free
Dream of a land
With all the love you need
Dream of someone
Who will truly love you
Dream till
It's a nightmare
No one can lock up
Your mind
Dream till
It comes true
YOU ARE READING
What was written
PoetrySeries Collection Bundles Call it what you want It doesn't change The condition Of me I'm still broken It won't change I was broken yesterday Today And I'll still Be broken tomorrow Call it what you want What was written. You see a girl con...
