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A Dark Dream.


A black alley in front of me. A black alley is all i see. Nightmares of my forgot past. Poisoned air, deadly gas. Deadly dreams are taking over. Self esteem, it gets lower. Start another genocide. Who lives and dies, i decide. Like Hitler and the jews. The ones that live, only a few. A heart as black as a shadow. Leads to a death that surely is shallow. I accept this death like an old friend. Friends with you is what i pretend. Consumed in darkness the light i hate. A demon of night is what I became. Everything goes black and soon i awake. Just another dream, inch by inch, my soul it takes. I stand on a street. What i see, is a black alley in front of me.
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Hey, call me Gerry. Well i am a junior at my school. I can't say my english is well. However, i really do want to become an english teacher. It has always been my best subject. Well anyways, i am 17, play guitar and love expressing my views about life.

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