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Drug Filled Dreams~

Chopping up the white lines I slowly close my eyes… Snorting life unto me… I suddenly feel alive! As I slowly awaken, I see myself, I watch a young boy waking up for the first time, Reaching for his gun as he carefully watches me He slowly squeezing the trigger As he escapes his own reality He has now become a man… For he has ended a life Without a thought or prayer he smiles… As the white dreams consume him, he sees my face. Then realizing… He was I~ By: John Cornell

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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