A poem of how life can be a nightmare.
I can hear your screams.
In your awful dreams.
Where the birds sing.
As the bells swing.
I can hear your dreams
In my awful screams.
As the bells sing.
And birds swing.
In these moments.
We feel torment.
And all we can do
is scream.
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