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Jun 2013
caught in this
too real of a reality
where I'm forced
to look
in the eye
of my monsters
shake their hand
and say
'nice to see you again'.
when
salvation is so close
just a little smoke
a little *****
a little sniff
anything to
get
me
out
of
this
place
because I'm suffocated
by my nightmares
and beaten
by my own harsh consciousness
I need a release
something my
too busy brain
can't fight against
for once
so I'm reaching out
for a taste of a monster
bigger than my own
to drag me away
from
my
own
reality.
Grim Princess
Written by
Grim Princess  Texas
(Texas)   
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