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CollegeLucid Dreaming on a Tuesday, / enveloping my consciousness like a letter you never meant to send. / My window seat bed, toasted by the sun

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The TruthA night in your bed leaves me two aches in the morning, / Both on parts inside of me that only you can touch. / One with your body and the other with your words

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Hang OverThe stench of broken promises linger in the bottom of empty shot glasses / High heels strewn across the floor, I have become small again. / Black makeup running down my face like a runner in last place,

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Lonely CashA Child bearing the weight of generations / He smiles, but innocence is a loose tooth / Yanked from the grin of a progressive mind

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DesertedDying of dehydration in a desert with only your tears to save me, / I wouldn’t make you cry. / I would let the sun evaporate my soul, just so I could rain down on you;

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WooDieA white striped dress hugging my body / clinging to my empty belly, / filled with nothing but too much of the cheapest liquor money can buy.

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College IILucid Dreaming on a Tuesday, / enveloping my consciousness like a letter you never meant to send. / My window seat bed, toasted by the sun

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DrownYour hands are like ocean waves / Often rough and unthinking / Occasionally gentle and purposeful

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