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  • My bad dream ;​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​Counting


    My bad dream

    A fresh breath of cold winter air
    stair into there eyes fixed in a glair
    slowly you lie down next to a body cold
    and stair into the stars ponder the untold
    wonder why it is you feed your deep desire
    then you poor gasoline and feed them to fire

    you know that you are criminal and that is all okay
    because when it is said and done you will finally pay
    there is a price for all you actions that i thought you knew
    and every horrid day your sentence slowly and surely grew
    but really this place is your hell a place no one wishes to see
    why should we really care just come and play with me



    Counting


    One, two, three, four, five
    watch your fears come alive

    six, seven, eight, nine, ten
    no wait no not again

    eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen,
    stair into the floor's metallic jade green

    sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty
    3 knives in my chest, one seemed like plenty




  • #2
    Wow! Love the shape, love the rhyme, love the creativity...really cool new vibe you've got going here.

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