My sweet dreams were

My sweet dreams 

were broken as 

I looked upon 

the shy hateful 

were spoken 

so I said 

goodbye down a

hole I shrunk 

as darkness as my

only light then

as gloominess

enclose over me

I will cry 

softly as I was

left to die by

a bright green light!


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