“But in your dreams, whatever they be”…

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She knows the words…
But not their meaning…

Hears them whilst sleeping…
Amidst all the screaming…

That soundtracks the night…
When she closes her eyes…

Slipping into the nightmare…
That makes her cry…

The one where she’s lost…
And so very alone…

In the middle of nowhere…
Running far from her home…

And the ones she loves…
Those she holds dear…

They cannot find her…
And they’ll never hear…

Her desperate shouts…
Echoing through the night…

No one can save her…
She is alone in this fight…

Against her dark demons…
Who cause her distress…

And haunt her nights…
Whilst clawing at her dress…

In the midst of blackness…
Rendering her sight blind…

As she runs in circles…
So desperate to find…

Some hope of escape…
A tiny chink of light…

That would finally bring…
An end to this fight…

But the words keep coming…
So softly spoken…

And the beast with wings…
Has now awoken…

She hides out of sight…
And silently screams…

But she’ll never be free…
Within this poisonous dream…

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“Your eyes are open and you’re on”…

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The Owl came to visit…
Sat high in the tree…

The harbinger of doom…
Of death and misery…

Presenting a warning…
That was hard to ignore…

And projected a vision…
Viewed sometime before…

Back in the day…
When it was needed… 

Sounding an alarm…
That
went unheeded…

In his darkest hours…
Lit up by witches…

Who cast their spells…
Sewing voodoo doll stiches…

And left their mark…
Whilst igniting his soul…

Setting his heart on fire…
As he lost all control…

But now it is back…
Looking down from above…

Delivering its message…
With a dark, strange love…

That has little context…
Yet laced with superstition…

As nature’s messenger…
Completes its mission…

Leaving him baffled…
And searching for clues…

To answer this riddle…
That’s designed to confuse…

Like the little Yellow ribbon…
That’s tied to the tree…

Fluttering in the wind…
For him to clearly see…

Back in the dark place…
He saw in his dream…

Where demons thrive…
Amidst silent screams…

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“You lose your grip and then you slip into the masterpiece”…

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He was running out of time…
And heading for the stars…

His conscience was heavy…
And his heart full of scars…

He was losing his mind…
Detaching from cruel reality…

His head spinning around…
And verging on insanity…

A kaleidoscope of colours…
Began infecting his sight…

With such distorted visions…
That lit up his final night…

As a girl sat next to him…
Started speaking fluent French…

Edging closer and closer…
On a cold wooden bench…

She had the Devil in her eyes…
Was not making any sense…

As the Angels and Demons…
Began their hallucinating dance…

With Twenty serpents in her hair…
And a fire between her thighs…

Her pointed words held no truth…
Just perfectly constructed lies…

That snaked into his ears…
Forcing him to stop and listen…

As the snow started falling…
And the shimmering frost glistened…

Under a witching midnight moon…
Who watched his dream unfold…

But didn’t offer any escape…
Didn’t offer to stop his world…

From spinning round and round…
At a million miles an hour…

As her tongue entered his mouth…
Leaving him spellbound by the power…

Of a Thousand kisses deep…
That ripped into his soul…

While this dream descends into chaos…
And he finally loses control…

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Song suggested by Kwon Sang Seung…

“I wish your hand, was in mine right now”…

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She comes to him at night…

And whispers in his ear…

This woman of his dreams…

He holds her close, so near…

Wraps himself around her…

And sinks into her arms…

She’s always very gentle…

Makes him feel so calm…

The only one he cares for…

It feels so deep and real…

Would do anything for her…

The moon and stars he’d steal…

She alone makes him happy…

Content when she’s around…

Parted, he becomes anxious…

And his smile becomes a frown…

She was the one with him…

The night fate took a hand…

His only secret distraction…

No one else would understand…

But it’s not as it may seem…

She’s just a vivid illusion…

She lives only in his mind…

Causing him such confusion…

As she infects his reality…

He wishes she was real…

Someone he could talk to…

Kiss and touch and feel…

She’s a fragment of a memory…

A girl he met on life’s highway…

And only in a parallel universe…

Could it be any other way…

He assembled all her best bits…

And left the rest behind…

Now this haunting vision…

Is the world’s beauty combined…

The warm rain in the summer…

The first apple on the tree…

An Eight wonder of the world…

So utterly enchanting is she…

She comes to him at night…

Sexually charges the atmosphere…

The perfect fucking fantasy…

So bright and so damn clear…

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