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.
Dream
Your bed is calling Can you hear it Your bed is calling Will you answer Adventure awaits It's only a dream away Swashbuckling pirat...
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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... -
A thousand Candles all aglow Each one representing a loved one gone From this Earth to their eternal home Gone but not forgotten They mad...
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