Day Night
Every night ends in the morning
Every morning arise with a warning
The glazing sun remind me of today
one more day from my birthday
I closed my eyes to complete the dream
Caught by one not able to scream
No one was noticing me
I was trying to flee
Every dream have an ending
But half we are mending
They become we
I become me
I doubt I was done
feels like I'm a big fun
Touched my body throughout
Huge relief that iam alright
Began from midnight
Trailered through whole night
Whole night is a victim of
We only remember the loaf
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