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I should have known they came in disguise; |
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I had no idea of the horrors in stored for me in them... |
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Why do things happen as they appear in dreams? |
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And when I dream, |
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I dream of memories.... |
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Dreams or memories of reality.... |
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I cannot tell what are my own... |
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And the dreams always return, and all the terror and the evil that came with these memories were born within my dreams... |
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What was left of my sanity told me not to indulge myself to them.... but as |
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I was lured into them that voice was nothing more than a whisper... |
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And now I am losing everything that is left of my humanity... |
