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Sleepy days
I woke up walking, sweating
And talking,
The pain i felt was a shock
My mind frozen in thought
I was lost,
And feeling the price of the cost.
I'll sit and try to collect my thoughts
I won't go back to sleep I'm afraid of that dream
I wish I could go back to the days
When my worse dreams where the ones where I'm sitting in school in my under ware
People are pointing and staring
Yes that dream..
I long for it
Hopefully I'll dream for it :(
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