Killer dream

Your bright eyes
They follow a passerby
A young girl
Who knows nothing
Of what's gonna happen next

She walks to a alley
You follow her
Till she turns around
But can't see you
While you are close to her
Very close...

You focus your gun on her body
She hears you
You shoot
But she won't be dead
Becouse she's running away

It was fake
The girl was just your imagination
The gun was fake
It was your fantasy
The alley was fake
You are in your own house

And then, you realize
It was just a bad dream
About you and your friend
Who is killed...
...By a passerby

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