everyday here a nightmare©
It's april fools day,
many pranks people play.
I keep thinking the last 3 weeks were only,
the worst prank in history.
I'm going to wake up tomorrow,
gone will be my sorrow.
And this will all have been a nightmare,
for he'll come thru that door:
with many more years to share.
The fool is me,
thinking life was meant:
to be lived happily.
I'm afraid the nightmare is real,
and until i can touch him again:
no peace will i feel.
Soon will be my birthday,
and i can only pray....
That i'll celebrate it in heaven,
with the love of my life FARON!
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