I wake up in a strange land. Everything looks dead and decaying,the tree limbs sag as if crying. I quickly notice bodies hanging from each tree branch, upon each tree. Hundres maybe even thousands of badies. I can’t make them out at first. As I get closer, the details in the hanging bodies get clearer. Finally I am wirhin the mess of hanging bodies. A look of shock on my face. Every one of the bodies represents some point in my life. Thousands upon thousands of me.
Go to sleep
Go to sleep Go to sleep On your pillow your head lies Go to sleep Go to sleep Dream while the night passes by Rest your head Upon your...
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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