The Cold Dust Woman,
Crying on her Broken Porch,
Screaming for something to come and save her reckless soul
Trying to find something else besides the day to day,
A break from society, A break that will substantiate the differences between experience,
And an alternative motive.
Something alike using a product,
To gain, and better yourself.
Individual.
Jan 15, 2014
Jan 15, 2014 at 10:58 PM UTC
The Cold Dust Woman,
Crying on her Broken Porch,
Screaming for something to come and save her reckless soul
Trying to find something else besides the day to day,
A break from society, A break that will substantiate the differences between experience,
And an alternative motive.
Something alike using a product,
To gain, and better yourself.
Individual.
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