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Fever dreams

Asleep and awake
Dead and alive
All at the same time

I'm drowning between sheets
Dripping cold from sweat
I hear voices
Distant but present
I know they're not real
But then how come they're here

I try to close my eyes, but I see pictures
Pictures I don't want there
I see a slim figure
No eyes and no face
But I know it's looking at me
From dimensions far away
Written by livingontheroad
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