So… It’s 8am right now… everyone is passed out, bodies scattered around like a war hit. A heavy mixture of alcohol and marijuana, a night to be remembered on such a large scale in such a small world. So, it was hard for me Lori, to sit down and talk to you again after how badly I was hurt. I sat there and used everything I had left in me, to believe your words, and remember the good. Trying
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There she is again as she steps thru the door. She’s wearing a smile that I can’t help but adore. Walking tall and taking her time, knowing that life is made up of rhymes. She’s home at last the stars shine bright, hidden within them a poem that feels right. Offering the words that comfort her soul, taking her somewhere that she can feel whole. She’s up on stage where her heart beats so hard, her hands start to shake,
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