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I can't escape this hell So many times I've tried But I'm still caged inside Somebody get me through this nightmare I can't control myself So what if you can see the darkest side of me No one will ever change this animal I have become Help me believe it's not the real me Somebody help me tame this animal! This animal, this animal I can't escape myself So many times I've lied But there's still rage inside Somebody get me through this nightmare I can't control myself So what if you can see the darkest side of me No one will ever change this animal I have become Help me believe it's not the real me Somebody help me tame this animal I have become Help me believe it's not the real me Somebody help me tame this animal Somebody help me through this nightmare I can't control myself Somebody wake me from this nightmare I can't escape this hell This animal, this animal This animal, this animal This animal, this animal This animal So what if you can see the darkest side of me No one will ever change this animal I have become Help me believe it's not the real me Somebody help me tame this animal I have become Help me believe it's not the real me Somebody help me tame this animal! This animal I have become

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I'm walking along a road in a familiar place but i don't know exactly hwere. I'm listening to my ipod to "when a man loves a woman" by percy sledge and all of a sudden the music becomes the street noise like montages in chick flicks, except the song doesn't match the atomosphere. As I look around I'm suddenly in a flower shop buying sunflowers then the farmer's market buying herbs. I feel like sonone is following me but I don't know hwo or why. Yet i'm buying items for an event or later engagement. Suddenly i'm cooking and the doorbell rings but I wake up before I can answer it

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I was on my ship that I served on in the Navy in the 1980's walking by a compartment and in the compartment I saw 4 NY Yankees from the 1970's - 3 pitchers (Ron Gidury, Goose Gossage, and Catfish Hunter) as well as another player not a pitcher but I can't recall who it was. They all had boxes of baseball memorabilia from the 70's with them. I realized that I had in essence stepped back in time that we were in present day 2012 but they were in essence in the 1970's and could not "reach" me. I also realized that their memorabilia was valuable. For whatever reason I was a real jerk to them - and I knew that there was nothing they could do about it. For example, I told Goose Gossage that he was going to have a hard time getting into the hall of fame, told Gidury that he would become a Yankees pitching coach and nothing more, and told Catfish hunter that he would die a young man of Lou Gehrig's disease. I also told them how successful Reggie Jackson had become. I was also rummaging through their memorabilia and was going to steal some of it. Through all of this they just stood there behind their memorabilia and it seemed as though they could do or say nothing. They were almost like cardboard figures. For whatever reason I decided not to take anything and began to walk out, and as I did I looked over my shoulder and made a wise ass comment, but I don't recall what it was. As I turned again to look forward I saw Joe Torre, Bucky Dent, Craig Nettles, Chris Chambliss, and other 1970's Yankees walking in, but they were not young and in their 20's but as they currently look and in their current age. I remember distinctly that Joe Torre was in front and was holding a baseball bat - he was also wearing sun glasses. It was at that point that I realized that I had not stepped back in time but we were in present day and that these Yankees were all gathering for old timer's day. No one said a word to me and I walked out past the Yankees that came in. Fear and shame swept over me because I knew that my actions would be known to the world. That's where the dream ended.

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I am sitting in my second period classroom in a different seat than I usually do. A different teacher is also talking to the class, sitting on a familiar wooden stool. She isn’t teaching, she is just making conversation. Everyone is packed up and I get the sense that we are waiting for a call to let us go. I check the clock and it is about eleven am. The class keeps talking and I become impatient. When my teacher finally dismisses us, I turn around and notice it is 3:00 pm! I’m confused on why we have stayed in one class for four hours. The dream suddenly changes to a warm, candlelit dining room. The walls are light colored and the chairs dark wood. There’s even a tablecloth with set crystal glasses. I’m sitting next to my brother and sister, who for some reason are now Caucasian. My father is Dennis Quaid and he is warning us to be nice. Somehow I already know that the mother in my dream has died months ago and my father is just now finding a new woman, and she is coming over for dinner. My white brother and sister are sullen, but I am welcoming. She rings the doorbell and my father dashes up to open the door. My father’s prospective girlfriend , tall and blond, walks in and is seated my father. My brother and sister say hello reproachfully and I smile warmly and introduce myself. We are making awkward conversation when a letter is delivered for my father. He opens it and it is written by someone who has his exact same handwriting. It’s signed in by his name, with blood dried onto the signature. My father says that it threatens us to leave the house and nothing bad will happen. It’s strange because the letter is written to my father, from my father, and dated in the future. I wake up.

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I dreamt of my dead sister and she came back, a few weeks went by and she become pregnant, she had past the 15 week of pregnancy. Then I was running through a forrest looking for a bathroom but got scared and ran out back to where my sister was, at that time I was parking my car, but there were so many cars and the spaces were super small, she kept saying don't hit the other cars, don't hit the other cars, and I said i'm trying not to, then all of he sudden all the cars were gonne and I parked with no problem then rejoined my sister, then I awoke

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You, in the schoolyard I am ready to kill and no one here knows of my loneliness Red welts on white skin I hurt you and you cry loudly Now you are scared and I am ready my black blood soils your dress Your white flesh excites me so I am just a gigolo your white flesh enlightens me My black blood and your white flesh I get hornier and hornier from your screams the cold sweat on your white forehead hails into my sick brain Your white flesh excites me so I am just a gigolo my father was exactly like me your white flesh enlightens me Now you are scared and I am ready my sick existence cries for redemption your white flesh becomes my scaffold * in my heaven there is no god Your white flesh excites me so I am just a gigolo your white flesh enlightens me my father was exactly like me your white flesh excites me so I am just a sad gigolo your white flesh enlightens me

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