Took a long ago to gather the scattered me,
A long ago i was abandoned and got done away with guilt,
Got thrown out of the memories we built,
And the skies turned upside down as i got hung upside down
To throw out the dreams outside of my head,
And deliver a halt to the memories at evry place we had our bed...
To the conscious to the drops of blood i bleed,
Yeah!!! To the cyanide that makes me dead,
I may stop their biotic presence ,
To the numbness to the life that makes an alive called mess,
to the cyanide darling to the cocaine thing,
I consider they might bring
An end to the unknown love to an unknown thing,
Bring To the closeness to the cocainly love thing...
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