[Entry 008]

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Written at September 08, 2016, 12:36 AM

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Still have that small amount of energy.

Soon to be drain if I let it too.

Sleepy but still don't wanna get doomed.

Because when you do close your eyes, that's the dreaming starts.

I don't usually have unicorns and Rainbows when I was young kiddo who's having entered in dreamland.

I remember when I was six or a lot younger or older.

I'm not so sure. But my sweet dreams turns into bitter, salty, buttery and horror fried chickens.

I can't elaborate but these must be call nightmares.

But can I called them daymares too?

Because they do exist too in my daylight so bright and so tight.

Tears flowing moods swollen and goofs laughing.

I doubt that there is such a perfect childhood. No one has and no body have.

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