Empty
As we sleep we dream but not everything is what it seems
we open are eyes an reality is just a dream
being alone in the cold forgotten and destroyed
everyone has to dream to belive that they aren't alone
as the time passes you are forgotten like the winter storm
but then again everything im saying was just a lousy dream
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