Bad Dream
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I wish I was electric tears across the sky;
Fractured heavens in blooming night.
A thunderclap that breaks the clouds;
The grim reaper in silken shroud.
I wish to radiate like solar flares;
A bright end within God's stare.
I don't want to be a bad dream.
I wish to be a nightmare.