Pretty Coma

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I woke up from my pretty coma,
Awoken from deep slumber,  safe from my stunning dilemma.

You were the deepest sleep,
The most beautiful dream,

But I needed to wake up,
Because I need to live every second, like you, soak in just as much.

I love you but I also love me,
I need to learn to take care of the one who lives in my skin and learn to be free.

I woke up, wide awake and I slightly smile,
But of course there's a little bit of heaviness from closing my eyes.

I know I'll cry and scream,
And wish to go back in the dream,

But there's only so much time,
Before the new stage in life.

I have the bed sores but from staying under for quite some time,
But I woke up and I start to move on again - rise and shine. 

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