Sweet Dreams in a Nightmare.
The phone rang unusually early,
woke me up from sweet dreams in a nightmare,
Unusual sadness deepens,
together with the wound in our hearts.
The sky wept as we head to the home of big birds,
the color of dawn was as dark as our moods.
Emotional faces can be seen,
but emotional hearts were too difficult to measure.
Best friends and freaky fan,
different but yet the same.
Tears of joy, tears of sorrow,
tears of misses, with us always.
Tears of joy, tears of sorrow,
tears of memory, with us always.
Tears began to flow when the clock strucks nine,
and good luck is what we wished for.
I still couldn't believe you were leaving,
until you reached the gate, separated by glass railings and securities.
Right there the officers in between,
the airport has once again become my grave of happiness.
A book with no last page,
A movie with no credits,
A game with no referee,
My second and my last.
Best wishes from everyone.
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