Every night when i close my eyes,
I enter a Virtual Wonderland.
A world unlike any other.
A world where anything is possible.
A world where pigs can fly.
A world where men are shape-shifters.
Anything I please.
But when I'm troubled,
This world becomes a Virtual Hell.
A world unlike any other.
A world where anything is possible.
A world where pigs fall from the sky, wings burning.
A world where men have gone wrong.
Nothing i please.
When i come to grasp reality again,
I roll over and cry.
My life, even in my sleep, is tormented.
Dec 8, 2011
Dec 8, 2011 at 8:02 PM UTC
Every night when i close my eyes,
I enter a Virtual Wonderland.
A world unlike any other.
A world where anything is possible.
A world where pigs can fly.
A world where men are shape-shifters.
Anything I please.
But when I'm troubled,
This world becomes a Virtual Hell.
A world unlike any other.
A world where anything is possible.
A world where pigs fall from the sky, wings burning.
A world where men have gone wrong.
Nothing i please.
When i come to grasp reality again,
I roll over and cry.
My life, even in my sleep, is tormented.
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