Wish the dreamcatcher would catch my dream about you. Erase your face and your girlfriend’s too. He’d make me wonder just what I adored before you cut through my smile with your two edged sword. But let me say that if I was being true everytime I talked to you, you would see a tear and a smile and maybe a laugh for a while but it’s because I can’t get the memories out of my head. It’s like their sitting there hung over my bed like that dreamcatcher.

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