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Sometimes I dream of faces. They are familiar to me though I've never seen them before. The faces look down on me with love, I feel secure when I'm with them. In the dreams they hold me, protect me from harm. Nothing can hurt me in their strong embrace. I long for these dreams. I go to bed eager to see those faces again, to hear their voices, to feel the warmth of their skin.
I could never tell my family. They would hug me, and love me, and tell me it was only a dream; but I don't need that anymore. The faces love with a passion I have never known. They love me like I'm their only, because I am their only. To them, I'm everything.
One of the faces troubles me most. His skin is pale and cool to the touch but his dark features light up when he looks upon me. He loves me more than life itself.
I know I should tell someone, get help; but I can't. 'Cause I don't know what I would do if the dreams stopped.
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Sometimes I dream of faces. They are familiar to me though I've never seen them before. The faces look down on me with love, I feel secure when I'm with them. In the dreams they hold me, protect me from harm. Nothing can hurt me in their strong embrace. I long for these dreams. I go to bed eager to see those faces again, to hear their voices, to feel the warmth of their skin.
I could never tell my family. They would hug me, and love me, and tell me it was only a dream; but I don't need that anymore. The faces love with a passion I have never known. They love me like I'm their only, because I am their only. To them, I'm everything.
One of the faces troubles me most. His skin is pale and cool to the touch but his dark features light up when he looks upon me. He loves me more than life itself.
I know I should tell someone, get help; but I can't. 'Cause I don't know what I would do if the dreams stopped.