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awake.

my Nightmares wake me Screaming

out of Fear or strength or anger I don’t know

         I Cut his Throat

So why isn’t my stomach Squealing?

 

the Nightmares Shake me deeply

as I Sweat and Toss and Whip through

         I just Broke his arm

So why isn’t my body Gangly

 

These Nightmares Quake within me

Crying and Screaming I Shout

         Today I got him Point Blank

only difference is,

                                  this time, I Woke Up.

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