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I had a dream that I never existed, and woke up with a hand in my chest.
I had a dream that I never existed, and woke up with a hand in my chest.
I hum beneath your primal scream.
Do you understand the melancholic tears of the stranger?
Mirrored in perfect light, my mask reflects the mimic.
A heart of violence with a first of defiance.
Chasing moments and hoping they invoke hits, hope is all you’ve got.
What if tomorrow never comes?
Can you help me? You know I can’t reach.
Because our lives go only forward and we die.