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Oct 2014
With mascara stained cheeks
and cracked dry lips
she sits in bed and stares at nothing
She dreams of a time when she was happy
and a tear slowly slides down her face
leaving a glistening trail on her pale skin
How did she end up like this so sad and numb to all feeling
Motionless as life passes by
P H A S E S of the MOON
Written by
P H A S E S of the MOON  average irrelevancy
(average irrelevancy)   
365
   Harley Hucof
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