| Darkest dreams fill my night. A wandering spirit lost in time and remorse. I watch the past times float by. Each tainted by a morbid occasion. I see a face staring back form the hazy mists. A vision of someone I once was. And beside this face looms another. A dark sinister creature , that which I have become. And As I watch the two faces become one. Past becomes present. And present fills the past. Who is this being that I have embraced. Some great beast of old lore? Some new mutation of this world? And in this hollow place called dream. The past and future can be seen. A common thread amoung all men. For in dreams you see yourself for what you are. |
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