She comes creeping while I'm sleeping
Through the cracks in my dreams
Picking apart the seams of a patchwork life
Held together by a plastic wallet,
Uncensored, off the record
Just beyween her and me
I ask what she's doing here,
She answeres go figure
I try to kiss her
Saying I miss her
She vanishes with the radiator steam
Leaving me hot and bothered
Struggling to return to earth
Being pulled upward by her blue eyes
And the world I despise
I wake up with blood over my chest's heart
And tears in my eyes
Echoes her screams turned to cry's.
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