I am living my dreams and they are real.
There is too much danger.
I toss and turn.
I wake up in fear.
Goosebumps.
Creaking floors.
A breeze through the closed window.
I am awake yet still in my dream.
I await my death.
Death, he is looking for me.
You are ready to kill me,
Lucifer at your side.
I am not a harlet!
As I drift off again I see the time - 3.26.
My phone buzzes.
And it is you.
My dream swallows me,
the ground falling from under my bed.
You have called me from hell.
I know this is no dream.
I wake up and re-live it every night.
Why is Lucifer by your side,
and why do you want me dead.
I want this night to be over.
I pull my heavy lids open,
but the dream is not over,
it is never over.
You will find me.
I wait.
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