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Sweet Dreams
As I sort through the loss,
in the shadows of the clouds I am under.
Blinded by the lightning,
deafened by the thunder.
I miss your soft whispers,
which cause me to cry.
Into the pillows where I lie,
in my sweet dreams.
When I think of my sorrow,
at a world of despair.
A depression that keeps me yearning,
for you to even care.
That the radiance of your light,
reflects of the tears I cry.
I run to the lies,
of my sweet dreams.
Bewildered and afraid,
I can't stand the loss.
The pain that's pushing me,
towards a line I can't cross.
I know all heavens aware,
your loves not there.
So I run to lie.
closing my eyes to the lies of my sweet sweet dreams.
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