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I'm mimicking what I once dreamed of

And I've lost sight of what I used to be

I can see these vengeful creatures crawling

As they blindly pass me by, I follow



And in spite of possibility

And ignorning the consequence

I trail these black entitys of blood

Curious to know why they have come



And there I find a hive of horror

Giving birth to every child's nightmares

A mechanical demon has risen

And he has been composed of our dread



I'm running now, I can feel him

So close to me though he hasn't moved

An expressionless face without thought

This behemoth of scrap has changed me



For the worse.



And now I am his sacrifice

Because he can smell my fear

Emenating from me as I flee

And his minions aren't far behind me...



If you follow a nightmare,

You may just find your neverland.



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