It was unreal,
The way you made me feel.
My soul you healed,
With your goddamn appeal.
When I woke up I didn’t see you.
Are you a dream or are you real?
Writings of a Phobophobe.
It was unreal,
The way you made me feel.
My soul you healed,
With your goddamn appeal.
When I woke up I didn’t see you.
Are you a dream or are you real?
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