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Watching a Dream

this world my world this dream my dream in his dream i see another me the me that i want to be the me that wish to be but may not ever come to be I watch myself living my life making the same wrongs and rights But from i regret at what i saw The end of the dream in lefted me in shock and awe I saw my end was much too quick Death at an young age,the cause: a bullet Then i awake from a world that was more than it seems But then i still hear the film rolling Am i still watching this dream

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Date: 11/6/2010 9:07:00 AM
i have the same style of dream each night my friend ,cut that never heal,for there will be no screams just a bed of empty dreams
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