I’m still in my dreams
Walking along the streams
The way looks so dangerous
Its stories were so famous
But I’m still in my dreams
I don’t know where I’m going
Just know going to be ruined
I have not control on my mind
Summer is not so fine
But I’m still in my dreams
I saw a shadow looks terrible
Structure is not so visible
I make my steps towards shadow
My feet going to be swallow
But I’m still in my dreams
Weather becomes cool
Shadow is making me fool
I am a little afraid
I think my life has been paid
But I’m still in my dreams
I see a dead body
Where was nobody
This I’m not ready to face
I have to get out of this place
But I’m still in my dreams
Oct 14, 2017
Oct 14, 2017 at 9:08 PM UTC
I’m still in my dreams
Walking along the streams
The way looks so dangerous
Its stories were so famous
But I’m still in my dreams
I don’t know where I’m going
Just know going to be ruined
I have not control on my mind
Summer is not so fine
But I’m still in my dreams
I saw a shadow looks terrible
Structure is not so visible
I make my steps towards shadow
My feet going to be swallow
But I’m still in my dreams
Weather becomes cool
Shadow is making me fool
I am a little afraid
I think my life has been paid
But I’m still in my dreams
I see a dead body
Where was nobody
This I’m not ready to face
I have to get out of this place
But I’m still in my dreams
I've just written it and it happened nearly the truth.
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