DREAMS

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Sweet dreams,
With my fading screams.
Rain falls ,
I'm pulling my blanket close,
But now in fear I arose.

The faces still their ,
My eyes full of fear.
The scars begin to burn,
Urging me to have another turn.

Tears stream down my face,
My heart begins to race.
I reach for my blade,
as the light evades .
This sinful act
Where the devil attacks

All this pain,
But no gain.
Heavy hearted,
My hand contracted
I dropped he blade,
And my screams fill the air.

My eyes swing open,
My mind hoping ,
And yes it's true,
It was just a dream.

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