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'oh Woe Is Me'

Some days...sometimes I just wish I just wish the dreams I dream I just wish the dreams that shudder me awake I just wish the dreams that haunt me would simply swallow me whole... Hear me out just hear me out I've realized what I can't stomach I've realized what I keep trying to escape I have picked my poison and the evil scientist who has created life keeps injecting the virus in my bloodstream slowly decreasing my life cycle I've tried so hard to keep steady I guess this is the part where I say 'oh, woe is me' but all I can say is let me sleep Let me sleep It may haunt me and I may die one more time or just in consecutive sequence without a funeral, without a eulogy but I shall wake in time for the next day to start like always, I shall wake in time for the next day to start though I would receive one more phantom scar to prove what I endured in make believe wasn't an illusion just to me Maybe I'm the only illusion I already feel like a ghost moving from body to body yet somehow I've kept my own I don't know my philosophy is sacred yet nonsense I can't expect it to make sense to you to you my audience I guess I just need a listener or two I keep repeating things shall get better repeating life isn't a complete disaster repeating I shall find a way to live forever but my number is now at 18 with possibly 70 years more to count down So if I live forever, it's through these pages I construct and I'll die one more death and I'll die in a fiery inferno if my pages bear the flame of no return Please don't allow that to happen to me... Some days...I just wish just wish the dreams I dream just wish the dreams that haunt me would swallow me whole For a reason I can't describe but the only reason I can inscribe it in my current pages where I shall attempt to live forever in poetic history even if it's just known by me 'Oh, woe is me' Satisfied? I won't be until I close my eyes and dream tonight and dream tonight that somewhere in the world I would flying surfing through the stars the stars, my second home So where is my first...

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