A Dream Come True?

wish me luck on the trip
snipped flipped ripped...
peices of these memories flickers in the flames
im the one to blame
for believing that life was sweet
i must be ignorant to the truth
for the truth now fades
im running and chasing each piece i can
out of breathe i stop and look
and what i see is the darkens skies
reminding me of my gloom
ripped tripped slipped
of what was reality
im now stuck in a dream to be

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