I wake up in the middle of the night and go into the living room. Someone is pulling my wagon, but I can’t see who. All I can see is that I am in the wagon limp, and dead
Goodnight
Peaceful dreams Moon beams Stardust and fairy wings Wrapped up in your blanket Head Softly on pillow Sleep
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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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