When
the darkest night arrives,

ending
the brightest mornings

I
sleep with those evil vibes

waking
up with vexed dreams.

Dreams
, which lash me,thrash me.

Dreams
, which throw in the dark realms.

Dreams
, which break me, smash me

like
a little piece of glass

I
am deep inside, growing shallow

like
an empty flower vase

I
am deep inside, growing hallow.

I
m burried by my shattered dreams,

when
the darkest night arrives

ending
the brightest mornings.

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