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In The Wild
Pull up the covers.
Hold your breath if you must.
I'm the only other.
Remember I'll be just.
Across the room.
Watching you sleep from the closet.
Fending off doom.
Something is creeping, what was it?
They crawl from the dark.
Feeding off fear.
They can feel your heart.
Frantic breath they hear.
White.
Is your dreams.
Blue.
Is your screams.
Green.
Is your schemes.
Grey.
Is your beliefs.
And you're a child.
You're all smiles.
You're all wild.
You know what you heard.
But were they the words?
A song can be fixed.
Or it can be mixed.
There are times you fall.
For no reason at all.
You'd think I'd be there.
But I don't know where.
You were when I fell down.
I was burnt to the ground.
Under the crush.
But you did what you must.
Right.
All your beliefs.
Lose.
All your dreams.
Scream.
All your needs.
Pray.
All your schemes.
You're still a child.
You're still all smiles.
You're still gone wild.
Dreaming...
Screaming like a violent wind.
Racing through the trees.
Singing your love songs.
Scheming...
Bleeding to be forgiven.
Facing broken dreams.
You're where you belong.
In the wild.
Hold your breath if you must.
I'm the only other.
Remember I'll be just.
Across the room.
Watching you sleep from the closet.
Fending off doom.
Something is creeping, what was it?
They crawl from the dark.
Feeding off fear.
They can feel your heart.
Frantic breath they hear.
White.
Is your dreams.
Blue.
Is your screams.
Green.
Is your schemes.
Grey.
Is your beliefs.
And you're a child.
You're all smiles.
You're all wild.
You know what you heard.
But were they the words?
A song can be fixed.
Or it can be mixed.
There are times you fall.
For no reason at all.
You'd think I'd be there.
But I don't know where.
You were when I fell down.
I was burnt to the ground.
Under the crush.
But you did what you must.
Right.
All your beliefs.
Lose.
All your dreams.
Scream.
All your needs.
Pray.
All your schemes.
You're still a child.
You're still all smiles.
You're still gone wild.
Dreaming...
Screaming like a violent wind.
Racing through the trees.
Singing your love songs.
Scheming...
Bleeding to be forgiven.
Facing broken dreams.
You're where you belong.
In the wild.
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