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I'M Dying One Death At a Time

I'm dying one death at a time coming from an old day into the new with less life my decaying body like slippers for my soul I'm dying one dream at a time cascading from nightmares to sweet dreams Into hell then heaven all in the same stream I'm dying one thought at a time living between fantasy and real life with eyes that see, what once was has become a lie the next I'm dying one soul at a time unsure of who I am from one moment to the next A stranger in my own slippers

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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