im falling hard and fast through the clouds of everlast and no parachute no one below they all want to see my head smash like fred's just watch me die they're all pointing and the bars theyre gnawing and the air im clawing as i fall i could accepet my fate that ill smash like a grape from crown to nape but no one cares some one catch me before i hit with a sound like a ten pound of ground round i'm going to hit hard i feel the fear creeping up with a tin cup this is going to hurt i don't know how far im up but what i do know is when i hit one mo will go "so??" and i will die suddenly there is a buzz and i wake to a clock going off in my sock sigh in relief then i realize there's something with this bed where i rest my head its a bit small then something else hits me this bed is for someone whose dead it's a casket !!!! then i wake up again and check to make sure im not dead and in a six foot bed i hate those fucking double dreams!!
Reason for writing:
this was a dream i recently had
Birth sign: Aries
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