Disposable Dreams

I wish I could dissapear. Skip to the purpose of being here. Find the key to the locked door. Cut the hate from the spore. Create a dream for everyones want. A person to be no one can taunt. An immortal being of never ending grave. Made to hold everyones time and place. To never fear of anything. Not even to be the last human being. Mise well forget everything to you this means. All it will ever be is disposable dreams.

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