Boulevard Of Broken Dreams
One child
Equal a dream that cam true
No matter how tame but never too wild
Including dreams that are new
But there is a place
Overflowing with broken dreams
For every child through-out time and space
Equals a dozen broken dreams
A jar of broken hearts
And hopes
Clocks and machines that never starts
Every broken dream nailed to this place in envelopes
But there is a place
Overflowing with broken dreams
For every child through-out time and space
Equals over a dozen broken dreams
Xavier Wildefyre
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