Dreams Turn To Nightmares
The sky is picture perfectly blue
The birds chirp in perfect harmony too!
The people smile their hearts made of gold
The world is like a gem to behold
The clouds made of sweet sugar puffs
There is no big bad wolf that huffs
The children they seem so happy and elated
But not anymore their balloon has deflated
The sky has turned a toxic grey
The sugary clouds are starting to decay
My Dreams turn to Nightmares
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