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Aug 2012
A memory, or a distant past,

Once upon a time, it was real

Now were just lost in time,

And in your minds



The pain is all you feel,

Of life and of death

The cool slice of a knife

The click, of a cocked gun

Or the breeze from a plunge



We thrive on it

But only in your mind,

Your fears, they project us

But to everyone else im nothingโ€ฆ

Just dead



Those who see us, fear us

Closed eyes shadow the darkness

To all our souls,

And as the light flickers,              

Youโ€™re drained



And so the dark brings us light to live

As demons, fears, nightmaresโ€ฆ

So tell me, am I truly real

Or just a dream?



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Written by
Dylan Chavez
915
   Marisa Wallace
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