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222 · May 2015
ripped apart
Dustin Hayes May 2015
I use to think
And speak from my heart
But to many times
Its been ripped apart
So I'll lock it away
And maybe, just maybe
I'll bring it back another day
213 · May 2015
Prison
Dustin Hayes May 2015
I feel like I'm living
A life behind bars
No sunlight during the day
And at night there are no star's

I'm not in jail
But on this earth
It feels like hell

Just another lost thought
That I forgot to tell
Sick, as I'm breaking fever

But still a firm believer
That one day
I will have someone

To make me well
Trying to take a breath
Only time will tell

As blood fills my lungs
I can't inhale
Face now turning pale
As I say my farewell

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