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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Dreams fade, Minds trade. Little late, I'm awake. See faith, More mace. Can't you see, That I can't bleed? Hey, Why don't you listen for a minute? Even if I have a little fit. Why don't you listen for a minute? Come on listen you little shit. My dreams died, When they got fried. My mind was traded, Because I was the one hated. Even though I was a little late, Couldn't you see I'm awake? And if only dreams came true, I would have you. But since my dreams are under a shoe, I am blue. Take me for consideration. I have done a lot to earn that blessin'. Take me for consideration. Please break the tradition. I can't see anymore. Every time I sleep, I hit the floor. I can't feel the real anymore. Only the sadness consumes me though. Hey, Why don't you listen for a minute? Even if I have a little fit. Why don't you listen for a minute? Come on listen you little shit. My dreams died, When they got fried. My mind was traded, Because I was the one hated. Even though I was a little late, Couldn't you see I'm awake? And if only dreams came true, I would have you. But since my dreams are under a shoe, I am blue. All the hard work, All the sick faces, All the late nights, All the covered traces. All the ripped jeans, All the skipped truances, All the scorning thieves, My dreams are in ruins. Hey, (hey) Why don't you listen for a minute? (listen for a minute) Even if I have a little fit. (I have little fits) Why don't you listen for a minute? (listen for a minute) Come on listen you little shit. (you are full of shit) Hey, (hey) Why don't you listen for a minute? (listen for a minute) Even if I have a little fit. (I have little fits) Why don't you listen for a minute? (listen for a minute) Come on listen you little shit. (you are full of shit) Bitch please. My dreams died, (they were fried) My mind was traded, (I was the one they hated) Even though I was a little late, (I am still awake) And if only dreams came true, (I am still awake) I would have you. (I am still awake) But since my dreams are under a shoe, (I am still awake) I am blue. (You're a little fake)
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