Dream State
like a baby I'm fast to sleep magic from the sandman casting new drama from past trama now all of my dreams appear talking to the birds , seeing the vision trespassing in the fourth demotion reliving different memories where childhood houses probably don't even exist dancing on its porch listening to the rain daydreaming a plot twist once again I forgot forgoten where I'm at alone walking in a forest tiny sparkles trapping transforming me Ive got wings I wonder why? as small as a tear drop dropping from my eyes drowning rushing river calms me slowly fading from my dream frantically understanding I can't breathe A gasps of air awakens me from the sandmans twisted reality.
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