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What about me
Slipping the head phones over my ears
Hearing the scream of song
"Who lives behind my eyes
Will he escape my soul
Or will he live in me"
Tapping the screen
Changing the song
Slips into sleep
Someone screaming my name
A man with guns and knives
Running towards me
Turning and runs
Sees a person all alone
Telling them to run
Looking over shoulder
Seeing a crimnal in black
He's still running
He's quickly gaining
I pick up the child and throws it into a buildin
Turning and watching them
One pulls out a gun
I jump infront of the door way
The one are infron of me
Only feet away
He points and shoots
The bullet shooting through my heart
Feeling the heart stop
Watching blood trickle out of my body
The child hiding in the building
It will not be safe
But the man doesn't go near it
He turns and walks away
I die
Waking in my bed
A calm and warm
What could that mean?
It is like that every dream now
Never one that is happy
But enjoyment is recieved out of those dreams
But always wondering after words
What became of the child
Or the man
What about me
Hearing the scream of song
"Who lives behind my eyes
Will he escape my soul
Or will he live in me"
Tapping the screen
Changing the song
Slips into sleep
Someone screaming my name
A man with guns and knives
Running towards me
Turning and runs
Sees a person all alone
Telling them to run
Looking over shoulder
Seeing a crimnal in black
He's still running
He's quickly gaining
I pick up the child and throws it into a buildin
Turning and watching them
One pulls out a gun
I jump infront of the door way
The one are infron of me
Only feet away
He points and shoots
The bullet shooting through my heart
Feeling the heart stop
Watching blood trickle out of my body
The child hiding in the building
It will not be safe
But the man doesn't go near it
He turns and walks away
I die
Waking in my bed
A calm and warm
What could that mean?
It is like that every dream now
Never one that is happy
But enjoyment is recieved out of those dreams
But always wondering after words
What became of the child
Or the man
What about me
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