I wake up frighten every night
From a dream within a dream
Having a fight within a fight
Soaked by salty sweat on skin…
My sword is hard and it is sharp
Makes a thousand holes in one!
The other side thinks it is a carp
Giving not up, until I am done…
Just like the fish in salty water
My sword goes deeper more and more
And at the bottom where is hotter
Leaves its mark, right at the core.
I woke up tonight again
From a dream or maybe too
How am I to cut this chain?
It happens all because of you…
© Leonard Seiti Wednesday Morning 3AM
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