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Lay back and start to dream about what life could be.
Living in a plasticine colored dream floating downstream.
Unconscious...
You feel the thrill not knowing where you'll land.
Woke up from a bad dream as th ground just broke away.
Intoxicating...
Strange days of fear and power hang over me and you alike and we don't even know it.
All at once the door you came through slams closed.
And you find you can't turn back.
- by Avenging Lawnmower |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/27/2009 |
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- Title: Strange dreams
- Artist: Avenging Lawnmower
- Description: A poem about the government's hold on us all.
- Date: 05/27/2009
- Tags: strange dreams
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