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Dreaming

Violent dreams fill my head when I sleep.
 
The time you die will be mine.
 
Watching you drown or even choking wouldn’t make me cry.
 
Finding a place to hide your body wouldn’t be hard.
 
Then I wake up and realize I was dreaming.
 
Just thinking of you makes my skin crawl.
 
I don’t understand how you could still be alive and he is up there.

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