Pieces and bits

 Wish I had a control over my dreams and memories 

Memories which haunt me wherever I may be

Memories which make my heart bleed 

It bleeds and stops and bleeds again

Wish I could ask my dreams to go away 

Dreams which take my breath away 

And make me listless 

Dreams which takes me back into time 

A time which will never come back 

So I exist in pieces and bits 

So I’m torn into two worlds 

And I’m not sure which is true 


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