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Nov 2014
She woke up


Her heart is torn


Her eyes are sore


Her lips are swollen shut





She's back down


Her dreams are farther still


Her mind is filled


With images of flashy cars





[Little sleeping girl


Go back to bed


Little sleeping girl


Get out of his head]





She fell out.


Her arms all shake


Her heart does quake


Her head crashing down





She stands up


Her bed is a mess


Her body is undressed


And nobody is coming for her





[Little sleeping girl


Go back to bed


Little sleeping girl


Get out of his head]





She let out a tear

Her calloused hands

Her feet in quick sand

Her heart picking up her pace



She crawls back to bed

Her mind grows numb

Her lips and her thumbs

Now have no way of feeling pain



[Little sleeping girl


Go back to bed


Little sleeping girl


Get out of his head]
Luke Martin
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Luke Martin
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