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Iced Dew Upon Grass

Falling in and out
A hazy state of mind
Thank Allah for the
Guys who were so kind
Enclosed in my soul
Deaf to my own voice
Fearful of black-veiled-gatherings
Regretting that hurtful choice
Trying to forget it all
But I'm stuck in the past
Fighting my memories
Wishing this would end fast
Later...
I was an actress
With one or two missing scenes
Wanting to run, to die
The desire of needing to scream
My head was spinning
My heart was running a mile
I just mellowed and
selfishly sneaked a smile
My mind cried as I
desired a deep sleep
A world I no longer obtain
Losing it, won't make me weep.

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