August 23, 2009
Horrible Memories of Previous Days
Of Previous Years
And all of their fears
Jam-packed into a slideshow
that only i can see
All these scary clips
Involve someone dear to me.

From troublesome addictions
to talking to police
something bad always happenens
But, strangely it seems
That every single night
Something bad happens.

I stay up really late
Trying not to sleep
But once my eyes close
My body knows it's time to sleep
Dieing in your dreams
Is as real as it seems
Hopefully nothing kills me
In these crazy things called Dreams!

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