I see you in my dreams,
A figment of my imagination,
Knowing you're not there,
Just adds to my frustration…
I see you when I sleep,
Maybe lying by my side,
But knowing you're not there,
Then I start to cry…
The tears run down my face,
I just can't cry anymore,
Knowing you're not there,
And it isn't like before…
Lost love, the most difficult…
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