Im breathing, however my heart isn't beating.
Im screaming, but no noise is speaking.
I feel like a bird, who's wings are broken.
I feel alone.
Lost.
My own mind betraying my life.
Clowns chasing me deeper into the darkness.
I'm on the edge, slipping as the serial killer clown rips at me.
The wold tumbling all just to air.
I tryed to save myself, but all I found was pain.
I don't understand.
This is my dream, why is it so kaotoic?
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