Here I lay in my blue room,
staring at the completely blank ceiling that you could possibly fall into,
It was dark yet light and I wished I hadn't looked out of sight,
because of when I blinked my eye this was the time to shout,
the time to sigh because when I blinked my eye the world faded gray,
my room was no longer blue and on top of that you were no longer you.
You weren't you and, I wasn't me we were to different people in the same world you see,
If I hadn't blinked my eye this would have never happpened and, we wouldn't die.
But sense I blinked my eye there was no more blue or green and, purple too.
So if you stare at your ceiling remember what I say to you, you just might end up dead,
some nightmares are just not meant to be said, they'll just continue on to haunt you for nights on and on.
Don't go blinking your eye anytime soon because these nightmares might just find you.
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The Dream's You Fall Into, you Have To Pull Yourself Out Of.
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