Sweet dreams.

And sometimes I find that endless sleep rather tempting
But I won't allow them to use the word weak
So o dream on and I fly
Up high in a rainbow sky

And I am all alone with the thoughts that make me fall
There is no color to describe my eyes any longer
No arms to lift me up
Every heartbeat will eventually stop

Never climb a rope if you can't survive the fall.

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