last night
last night I woke up from a dream that I died looking for you. I was screaming your name and you were nowhere in sight, I cried so load I fall in trans. my hands turned red my body got cold I turned around and there you were but you kept moving from me pulling and yanking my soul from my body like a reaper creeping in the dark searching for tthe weak in the cold. why must this be that I have to only you iny dreams when you were supposed to be the one I was gonna be with you till we got old.
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