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Sandman ( Dream a little dream of death for me)

I Dreamt of Death last night, and it was waiting for me in a cafe with it's sical and dark hooded cloak. I kept hearing that it comes for all things beautiful. I was a Vampire who was running through boutiques, trying to get away from demonds or goblins of sorts, when I found I could walk through walls. I Knew death was waiting just beyond the wall,and I played with the idea of looking. I aprtially peered when I cowared away and ran away from the place all together. I was beautiful, Mia Kischner to be exact.

The night before I dreamt I slit my wrist, and waking up in terror, checking both arm it was a dream but a thought I had often thought of. Not knowing How I will survive, let alone live this life. Part of me a coward, the other a force of Nature Tired of it's none exsistence and starvation.

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