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Nov 2017
Before I sleep (If I can sleep)
I wash my teeth, I shower, I weep
I am pathetic
Now that I'm awake (Not that I'm awake)
I wash my teeth, I shower, I bake
I am pathetic

But while I was asleep
I didn't always weep
When I dream of people I know, they hate me
But sometimes I see images of who I can be
I've been mafia, I've been a serial killer
I've been a terrorist or a simple dealer
I've made noise and I've made hurt
I'm always terrible, but no matter
When I dream like that, I hurt myself never
So that makes me wish I could sleep forever
Written by
Oculi  22/F
(22/F)   
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