Roll around, Roll around in your grave; a bed? I laugh, it's the place you'll die you know, more than likely, assuming you're lucky.

so stay awake, stay awake, stay awake!
for you never know what horrible things the night brings.

Toss turn toss turn, fragmented glass and wilting flowers, bleed bleed bleed, 'tis all a dream, and you can bleed bleed bleed your heart out.

and then you can bleed bleed bleed some more.

cut your heart out for all the care your mind could give, letting those unpleasant things your life has picked up during the years, like roaches over the floor of a rot filled house.

Strange little things;

Unlike dreams, when memories of nightmares are remembered, they come from the part of your mind that stores actual memory, rather than the place dreams are held.

So bleed bleed bleed.

it's all real you know.


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