Nitemare
Strange thingslight up the night
Never see 'em though I hope I might
Dont ask if they are real
The man in Black-better lips are sealed.
Fantasy fills my mind
To leave theis place before my time
release my self from this earthly care
It's my dream, your wosrt nightmare
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heart I go in circles!!!!! heart