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Dec 2019
I'm not very good at this
Cutting through hard butter with a spoon
We were supposed to be married by now
But instead we are both still, alone
Counting down to next year's new year
And is this the year
But it is not undoubtedly so
There would be a rainbow in the snow
Frozen with the imaginings once dreamed
Dreams come true and become reoccurring dreams
Not reality

I'm getting stronger
The bad men in my dreams as a child
Already have everything I loved
So I have no purpose but perfection in awareness never ending
I'll be the last one up
I promise
It's what I have always done

When we all fall asleep
We will all wake up in a new universe
But I'll be the last one up
I promise
And this time
I won't fall asleep
Written by
mc6lm  Behind your eyelids
(Behind your eyelids)   
         ---, Tanay Sengupta, Chum, Perry, --- and 27 others
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