Chasing Dead Dreams

Chasing Dead Dreams ~What do you want to be when you grow up? I wanna be an astronaut! A little child's dream Not to be realized I remember the days I thought the world vould change That I could really m...

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Some small poems

The sweet scent of death, ripping the soul from body, will I ever come back?... Alone, surrounded by darkness Nothing to do, nothing to gain Feel strange, a new sensation Alone, but not afraid Accusation...

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