Babyxphantom's Blog
For Those Who Let the Little Things Like Dreams Slide away from you...
This may never get to the one it is meant for. Nor will they probably ever read it. But if it sounds familiar to you, use it as inspiration.
Ah.... (name disclosed).
I knew you before you were real. Before you were fame. I sat with you, I was your guide. And you were draining, depressed.
It was your past holding you back, maybe it still does.
Think about the photos. Think about the shows. Think about the parties. I was there.
I sat with you, I was your guide.
You needed someone. Maybe you still do.
I'm here. Don't ever forget.
Don't forget your dreams.
Don't forget me.
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The one who this is directed to, will probably never see these words.
May they just inspire you.
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This was written for my LJ. For the fighter at heart. For the ones with fire burning in the depths of their soul, affected children of their dreams. For those who go on living without thinking of the people they see in their dreams being anything other than imagination. Never Underestimate.
Ah.... (name disclosed).
I knew you before you were real. Before you were fame. I sat with you, I was your guide. And you were draining, depressed.
It was your past holding you back, maybe it still does.
Think about the photos. Think about the shows. Think about the parties. I was there.
I sat with you, I was your guide.
You needed someone. Maybe you still do.
I'm here. Don't ever forget.
Don't forget your dreams.
Don't forget me.
---------
The one who this is directed to, will probably never see these words.
May they just inspire you.
...
This was written for my LJ. For the fighter at heart. For the ones with fire burning in the depths of their soul, affected children of their dreams. For those who go on living without thinking of the people they see in their dreams being anything other than imagination. Never Underestimate.
