The sleep is still in my eyes.
The dream is still in my head.
I heave a sigh and sadly smile and lie awhile in bed.
I wish that it might come to pass, not fade like all my dreams.
Just think of what my life might be in a world like I have seen.
I don't think I can carry on carry on this cold and empty life.
My spirits are low. In the depths of despair, my lifeblood spills over.
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