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Standing everyday with death looming over my shoulder
Unable to remove him like a ten ton boulder
No amount of words can express how I feel
All I can do now is bow my head and kneel

I cannot brake away from these horrid dreams
I have been possessed by them it seems
There is still one question that is left to scream
Whos is the dreamer and who is the dream

These visions and voices haunt me of late
Hopefully soon I can brake free from this state
I have no idea how long this is going to last
Being haunted by these voices of the past