WHAT TURNS INTO A BAD DREAM>>>
The wind blows against the window latch,
my dream catcher begins to catch
i hear the rain pelt on the roof
nodding off to sleep i'm hazard proof
i fall into a sleepy trance
colours,spirals start to dance
the rainbows come, i start to fly
i see the people start to cry
poverty,crime,love and hate
it doesn't stop or hesitate
i wake and jump from such a fright
and i take my dream catcher down for the rest of the night.
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