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Rated: E · Poetry · Death · #986062
What happens in my mind during the night
Strange sensations we can feel
As we lay on the bed
Air around us sweet and soft
As the cloud surrounding us
So we close our eyes peacefully
And expect angels to come
And bless us with our dreams
Stars fly around our heads
On our way to unknown land
We are so far away
Suddenly, a dark curtain falls
But doesn't wake us
Our path is changed
frightened by the land of the dead
We wait for the nightmare
Walking alone, and scared
There are no angels to save us
Our pillow clouds have burnt in flames
We are destined to linger in fear
Deserted in dark, and knives escaping

Only our eyes can save us
But they don't here us
They stare in dark, and wait for dawn

Only the scream can save us
But the mouth can't here us
They long for kissing lips
They can't help us

We must wait for the day
For the sun to save us
For the restless dawn
Dawn, the hopeless
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