A Voice from the Eastern Door
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DREAMS What scares me most? What fills me with dread? It’s going to sleep And laying down my mind; That’s when dreams come While I’m sleeping in bed; To invade my head; With images of you and me Images I cannot bear to see. Waiting for daylight to come and awaken me; The sun, my savior for all eternity. MY PLACE Where do I live, Where do I reside? It’s a place called the inside. It’s a lonely place where hundreds dwell, Yet I am still alone in my hell. It’s a place of violence, A place of strife, A place of oppression, Where I spend my li...