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Jun 2015
Daytime when its night
Inside my soul no light
Heart sold
Soul cold
Goose on the side
Drowning inside

It tasted like red bull and cigarettes
The taste of prison
The taste of regrets

Day in the parking lot
Alone in thought
Solace found
Freedom now
A saving oasis
Anonymous places

Freedom tasted like red bull and cigarettes
Vacation from prison
A place to forget

Beautiful mind
Found in rhyme
Break free from chains
A life of new ways
Dragon slain
Breezy days

No longer a prisoner
But to my own mind
Still a wanderer
No longer tied

Still remember the taste
Of red bull and cigarettes
Written by
anonymouswriter1214
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