I am a fairy
not seen, nor believed in;
not wanted, nor cared for.
When you go to sleep in your home
and your dreams begin
I will appear if you wish me to.
But do not lure me in
and make me think Im real
to you.
I am tortured by your dreams
that trick me into thinking these things.
I know i mean nothing to you.
You're a heartless girl
and I'm a make-believe thing,
but we both are deceived
by your hopless dreams.



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