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The Sandman comes to her around seven, she prays for dreams sweet as heaven. But sometimes the dreams, awaken her with screams. Monster do not always come in closets, monster sometimes seem quite modest. Awakened in a cold sweat, frightened near death. Nightmares do not always come in dreams, nightmares do not always make you scream. ALesiach © 09/19/2014
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Jul 22, 2019
Jul 22, 2019 at 6:29 PM UTC
Nightmare
The Sandman comes to her around seven, she prays for dreams sweet as heaven. But sometimes the dreams, awaken her with screams. Monster do not always come in closets, monster sometimes seem quite modest. Awakened in a cold sweat, frightened near death. Nightmares do not always come in dreams, nightmares do not always make you scream. ALesiach © 09/19/2014
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Jul 22, 2019 at 6:29 PM UTC
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