Innocence Lost, by Dawn Bucci Subscribe to rss feed for Dawn Bucci

Be mine in this house of clowns, beneath the bridge, over
the mountains and in the sea, that is where I want to be. 

End the line, break the ties, no more famous ridiculous
lies.

Picture me here in a sea of green, today is the day,
tomorrow is the end, take me out of this hell I'm living in.


Too many faces, the age is gone, I need this, I want this,
leave me alone. 

Don't scurry, I am gone, the time is now, tomorrow is too
late,
I never cry, only hurt remains and will carry itself through
time. 

Fight and you are weak, speak to me first then take away my
soul, I have no home here, there is only fear, drop me to my
knees and I will fall. 

Reality is real, reality is truth, live though it and it
will take your youth.
Posted: 2016-03-03 22:16:01 UTC

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