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Safe Haven
August 26, 2009
She was pushin around her life,
pushin around her ways,
Vision is blurred by tears,
Vision is blurred by days.
Blurred by days of living,
outside her own Corpse.
A corpse of hatred and pain,
Yes this is what she became.
No longer able to stay sane.
Just living for what was,
And never for what could be.
No emotion, no feeling.
Wrapped inside her cocoon.
The cocoon is plastered with hate,
Then layered with stained tears.
Hollowed by anger,
And filled to the top with lost love.
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