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truly happy dreams
as they one by one shut off thair lights I lay inn my bed staring at the ceiling wondering were is he I call to him to help with my pain but he dosent hear me my tears soak my pillow and the blood from my wrist stains my bed I think of how my pain stains my heart and my hope for love poors away with my tears is this how I remain tell the end I let few people in only to be hurt I go to sleep to night only to dream for only in my dreams may I truly be happy
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