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Nov 2012
The thoughts in my head.
Visions I dread and monsters under my bed.
The things I see cloud what I could be.
I can't run.
I can't hide.
Suffocating in my mind.
Ideas I amuse and temptations I abuse.
I'm stuck in this dream.
But so are you.
Brian Ross
Written by
Brian Ross  Maine
(Maine)   
911
   Aaron McDaniel
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