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I have to get to a
place where I know he can’t invade my dreams.
He came to me promising his love.
He came to me promising his love.
He brought me only
madness.
I gave him
everything, and he took it all.
Physically speaking,
I can get away from him anywhere.
He doesn’t know me in
life.
He doesn’t know where
I live.
But every time I
sleep, he comes to me.
Liar, liar, dirty,
filthy liar.
He destroyed my
ability to find love in life, because for the past twenty-seven years, I have
loved only him.
If I go to another
plane, to another dimension, I will have the upper hand at last.
The pills will
facilitate my journey.
With my body out of
the way, no more can he disturb my rest.
Each pill represents
a mile.
I still have a few
miles to go before I sleep.
Miles to go before I
sleep.
~Faye~
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