Nichole Anderson Poet Lyric

Peace Or Peices

It's too late to speak
so forever hold your
peace or peices,
It's been to long
and too much was said
to take it back
and restart again

you start to dream
dream of deamons
while you sleep
and you stutter
wehn you speak
speak of angels
in your dreams

taking you away
driving you insane
breaking you into'
a thousand peices
fall to peices

here lies the broken side
of the dying girl
who was lost 
in this world


It's too late to speak
so forever hold your
peace or peices,
It's been to long
and too much was said
to take it back
and restart again

and now I'm here
trapped in fear
holding myself together
here hides my broken side
the last day I'm alive

I stutter when I speak
and the deamons 
make me weep
there went my peace

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