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Her mind spaces out through a broken glass An inverted dream catcher, only nightmares last. Her mind stays racing, always running so fast Trapped in her own mind, haunted by her past She screams and cries Of the dreams inside Her broken home’s history never lies Seeking so much more Coked out on the floor No hope left in store She’s lived it all before – And will again… Shattered this time No more room for pride Nearing the point of ending her life. Seeking so much more Coked out on the floor No hope left in store She’s lived it all before – This nightmare never ENDS
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Feb 21, 2014
Feb 21, 2014 at 6:12 PM UTC
Dreamer
Her mind spaces out through a broken glass An inverted dream catcher, only nightmares last. Her mind stays racing, always running so fast Trapped in her own mind, haunted by her past She screams and cries Of the dreams inside Her broken home’s history never lies Seeking so much more Coked out on the floor No hope left in store She’s lived it all before – And will again… Shattered this time No more room for pride Nearing the point of ending her life. Seeking so much more Coked out on the floor No hope left in store She’s lived it all before – This nightmare never ENDS
January 2014
devin-bardot
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Feb 21, 2014
Feb 21, 2014 at 6:12 PM UTC
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