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I was deep in lucid sleep. You fed me food doctor told me not to eat. I didn't question, but your motives to myself. A landfill of poison, and you mean it all for me. Each rose another thorn, each bite another death. I was deep in lucid sleep. My innocence I must keep, is led astray for just on night. Here I, to live, must fight.
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May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 5:19 PM UTC
Lustfully Lucid