Illusion

By Deane Mitchelle L. Soberano

It’s cold and dark in the stillness of the night,
I’m waiting, searching, for the morning light.
And in the daylight’s mourn,
A beautiful thing happens-a star is born.

I’m never gonna wake up, coz’ I’m dreaming of you,
It might be a dream, but it seems so true.
I’m holding you tight, closer and closer,
I’m never gonna let you go, I’ll hold you forever.

The morning comes, the sun is beginning to rise,
I remember your voice, soft and nice.
Your love for me is God’s grace,
You make me stronger, in every problem that I face.

I know that he’s just my imagination,
But can you stop me from my illusion?
You cannot stop me, for he will never leave,
In a world I created, just a make believe.

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