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The best of my dreams are the ones in which I die. I can see a life beyond my own, and ask, who, what, when, where, why? In my twisted paradise all I see are perfect days, But even in my dreams, the things I love the most tend to fade away. Then I finally awake to my miserable life, And I find myself asking, why I even try? These are the moments I realize why my favourite dreams are the ones in which I die.
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May 31, 2018
May 31, 2018 at 12:35 AM UTC
The Dreams in Which I Die
The best of my dreams are the ones in which I die. I can see a life beyond my own, and ask, who, what, when, where, why? In my twisted paradise all I see are perfect days, But even in my dreams, the things I love the most tend to fade away. Then I finally awake to my miserable life, And I find myself asking, why I even try? These are the moments I realize why my favourite dreams are the ones in which I die.
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laughing-man
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May 31, 2018
May 31, 2018 at 12:35 AM UTC
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