by Luna

Each night he watches her go to sleep
Each night he’s in her dreams
She wonder who is this man that stalk her in her dreams
He whisper in her ear every night
She and still she wonder who is this man that stalk my dreams
He love he smell of her hair
And she doesn’t know who is this mystery man
He can’t stand the thought of losing her
But deep in his cold dead heart he know
He can’t be with her, but that won’t stop him from loving her forever

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