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Waking up Dead
There was the light
Hitting my eyes harsh
Like the sun shines through the rain
I realized it was a dream
A dream of the sun and the sky
The one I would hope to see again one day.
I reach out
With my eyes closed
And run my hand across the soft wood above me pretending its a cloud
I go to grab it
and something pricks my finger
I realize its a splinter
I open my eyes....
A tear rolls down my cheek
Realizing that it was the same as yesterday...that cold dark roof ten inches from my face
More tears roll down my cheek
and I take a deep breath
Controlling my emotions.
Because I realize
I will always dream of what I miss
And I will always wake up.
Still Dead.
(Full Title Credit goes to HornyUnicorn for giving me the idea)
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