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Dreams are meant to be good Sleeping was better with dreams But my dream wasn't expected My father died I couldn't live without him He's saved me from killing my self He's saved me from society His blood all over me Dripping with pain His cries for help I couldn't bare this anymore Woke up crying Asking for help Yelled for my dad He ran and told me "I'm here baby, I'm here."
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Oct 30, 2015
Oct 30, 2015 at 1:24 PM UTC
Dreams
Dreams are meant to be good Sleeping was better with dreams But my dream wasn't expected My father died I couldn't live without him He's saved me from killing my self He's saved me from society His blood all over me Dripping with pain His cries for help I couldn't bare this anymore Woke up crying Asking for help Yelled for my dad He ran and told me "I'm here baby, I'm here."
I had a dream last night and my dad died in front of me and I just couldn't stop crying this morning so I put my emotions in this poem.
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Oct 30, 2015
Oct 30, 2015 at 1:24 PM UTC
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