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Rabiu Ameen Aug 16
Weird as it may sound
You come and go, round and round
Your duty's time-bound

You! Nocturnal keep
Creeping into deepest sleep
Guilty when you peep

Mounts a frail device
While our minds skate on thin ice
Be gentle and nice

Sleep is lame and cold
Casts astral beams of pure gold
My soul! Please, be bold

Flicker images
One from a thousand ages
Tales from few pages

Mold them still with clay
Playbacks that trouble my day
Keep nightmares at bay

Lost souls on a race
To a ****** embrace
Dream's name must be grace
#spirituality and sleep
#mind-body-spirit connection
what is it that I seek
here in the dark hours
the spirit's time
I awake to fingers dancing upon
the nape of my neck
and whispers of a lost soul
seeking connection
to it's once breathing consciousness
to me
why am I drawn to your realm
perhaps the answer resides in the truth that
I was not intended
conceived against doctor's orders
avoiding certain death
many times
including my first hour
perhaps this is the reason I feel closer to you
than my mortal self
counting the breaths
as I edge nearer the kiss of death
my birth
Like a Marvel of the Phoenix
All ends with begin-nings
What keeps the Force spinning (uh)
X-Force is beginning...
  

We have let go...and feel-ing Mex-i-co
Let's raise the Bell, serving tacos, escape
this Hell?


"She's up and hungry for fun,
I'm up all night to eat some
She's up all night so let's run
We're up all night to eat tacos...


We're up all night to eat tacos...
We're up all night to eat tacos...
I'm up all night to eat tacos...
We're up all night to eat tacos...
I'm up all night to eat tacos...


"We eat ta-cos 'til there's sun
Stayed up all night to eat one
Got hungry, -and made 'Ah' run
We're up all night to eat tacos...
We're up all night to eat tacos...
I'm up all night to eat tacos...
We're up all night to eat tacos...
I'm up all night to eat tacos...


Taco Bell, it sets no hours...
...and it's raining, -taco showers?
What is this I'm feeling?
Seeing tacos on my ceiling?


We've come too far to give up who we are
So…

"We eat ta-cos 'til there's sun
Stayed up all night to eat one
Got hungry, -and made 'Ah' run
We're up all night to eat tacos...
We're up all night to eat tacos...
I'm up all night to eat tacos...
We're up all night to eat tacos...
I'm up all night to eat tacos...




...Taco Bell allow guns inside?


"We eat ta-cos 'til there's sun
Stayed up all night to eat one
Got hungry, -and made 'Ah' run
We're up all night to eat tacos...
We're up all night to eat tacos...
I'm up all night to eat tacos...
We're up all night to eat tacos...
I'm up all night to eat tacos...


"We're up all night to eat tacos...
We're up all night to eat tacos...
I'm up all night to eat tacos...
We're up all night to eat tacos...
We're up all night to eat tacos...
We're up all night to eat tacos...
We're up all night to eat tacos....




...Taco Bell allow guns inside?
Deadpool Taco Bell Daft Punk dream state. Lyrics altered from Daft Punk, "Get Lucky." Ever notice how your brain puts this kinda stuff together when you dream?
Sydney Marie May 2017
ESP
my dreams control me, so i need to learn how to control *them
ryn Nov 2015
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the door•slip into my dark-          
   ness for i've left the
               gates to my
                         mind
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slightly ajar•
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