Trapped inside an Endless Dream,
All I hear are moans and screams.
I walk ahead and don't look back,
Watching as my World cracks.
She has saved my life,
but still I have strife.
Hell and back is what I face,
Just to stay in her good grace.
I've gone through pain and more,
Now it's time to set the score.
Fighting with a monster, dead
Tonight I shall have its head.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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