Even in my dreams,
my days are dark and dismal.
My mind is so cruel.
My mind is a maze,
and I am always so lost.
It takes the edge off.
Give me a new dream,
a breath of clean, and fresh air.
I’m choking. Dying.
Even in my dreams,
my days are dark and dismal.
My mind is so cruel.
My mind is a maze,
and I am always so lost.
It takes the edge off.
Give me a new dream,
a breath of clean, and fresh air.
I’m choking. Dying.
So tragic and evocative.
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