Vagueries of Nightmare

Dreamt I was trying so,so hard to get it right, that it was my last chance at something, but I don’t know what…if I screwed up I’d have to go back to the scene if the crime…the backseat of the car, the impact, trying to get up, maybe this time it wouldn’t work and I’d sever my spine or fall over dead on the spot…I could almost feel the pain again…not even childbirth hurts that much…there I was being punished again and I don’t know what for…sometimes I think my whole life’s been a test, and I keep failing, and you only get so many chances…one of these days I’m afraid going to wake up dead…

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