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I’m so tired MAG
I'm so tired
That I'd feast upon the dreams of
the sleeping,
Just to feel them all seeping
Through my darkened veins.
Oh, twisted soul,
enraptured!
Claws dug deep within.
Sew them in and tie the knots good.
Eradication of memories,
Left to perish in the dolor of us.
I'm so tired,
That I'd let the screams sing me to sleep.
Every night I'd cry in my wake,
Awoken by the nightmare of you
drowning me in the lake.
And for you to think that everything
is alright.
You make me choke.
If only you could feel this.
I'm so tired,
That I'd take the sleep from the grave,
So I could wash away what he gave
To me.
They will never be able to stop the
epidemic from spreading
This putrid rot of all that he is.
He is worthy of the plague itself.
Sick tales of lust and love.
He is nothing more than flesh and gore.
And nothing more than a vision.
I'm so tired
That I'd drink the dreams of the innocent.
Just so I could remember
And refresh to the very last December.
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