I remember
I walk down the steep fall
And I feel a presence
Arms around me again
Happy again
Scene changes
On a hill
We sit
Together
Her lushious hair in front of me
Your hand enriched with blades
You reach out
I shout
You wonder why
She was never that good anyway
But I do not want her to be harmed
Very well
Float away
The arms are gone
I rush frantically
Around the school
Searching
Once
Some hope
Crushed by reality
I sit back on the hill
Her luscious hair
Is always there
Your temptation that proved too great for me
Removed you, or so it seems
And as I hate these stupid dreams
I realise they are reality
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