I Die Bad Deaths

I die bad deaths in my dreams 
But that is fine  I am alive when it's real

I face real threats in my sleep 
But that's fine I see it happen to others when it is real 

I fear angels when I dream 
But that I fine they are called beautiful when it's real

I fear darkness, I can't see  when asleep
But That's ok there is freedom in darkness when it's real 

I am surrounded by bad people in my dreams 
But that is fine Freud said It is because of when it is real 

But 

I die bad deaths in my sleep
Why is that fine? They are equally terrifying when it's real
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