Sorrow and fears
haunt my little memories
the dreams come and go
I feel the haunting dream
hunt for my soul
for the love and hate I have
I can't breathe
afraid my fears would find me
I can't see
for what I might would hunt me
nothing is in my grasp
I can't feel
nothing but pain
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it for a contest ^^
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- running with the lights off. by new born.
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