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Feb 2012
Dark abysmal, the lesser of two evils
The sound so vivid, deep with intensity
Awakening from slumber, but trapped in time
The night moves, as it dances with the wind
The end? Or the beginning? When given one choice,
Which one would you choose?
The beauty may lie within, so risk it if you may.
But you committed this crime of sleep.
The chair is rocking, but no one sits
Nothing makes sense anymore, not even you.
The choices are getting harder, it's all falling apart
Was it meant to be this difficult?
Was it all a lie?
How could one tell when nothing works
Lights in the distance flashing to the beat of your heart
You walk towards them, but they get further away
Roads turned into quicksand, swallowing you with every step
No one around to save you, sinking in your own fear
“Wake up” you tell yourself “WAKE UP”
Your covers engulfing you just like the quicksand
You open your eyes and you were back to where it all started
The dark abysmal…real life
Just as scary as the dream.
Adam
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Adam  Buffalo
(Buffalo)   
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