i had a dream that you died.
and as much as you'd like
to think we're all heartless,
it wasn't a happy dream.
halfway through, i found you
alive at a gathering of people
wearing a scuzzy old hat.
i wandered away in confusion
and woke up.
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well, i was a good friend to you and you treated me like shit, but i still can't manage to totally despise you. i wish i could. shit like this wouldn't happen out of the blue to mess up my brain. i guess it just sucks to be me, huh?
written a few days ago, about a dream i had over a week ago.
whachu think?
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intresting
freaky dream that makes me think fizban odd how he always plays a part with me. -
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who is fizban again? sounds so friggin' familiar.
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muhr?
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yeah that's what i said.
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