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A.R.

Tell me why what I feel

in my dreams seems more real

than the reality that I wake up to?

Withheld emotions torturing me in my sleep.

They keep torturing me! Keep torturing me!

Dark knights and even darker days portray

the feelings that eat away at me.

 

Alternate reality, in my mind and in my dreams, creates, these images of love and hate: love and hate in me.

 

And it seems to make my life harder than the usual, its so unbelievable I should not sleep at night.

The lights:wake me up in the morn the sun is shining, I should just get on with my life.

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shawn-fisher
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Published
Oct 6, 2010
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(c) This is actually an acoustic song I wrote

Shawn Fisher

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