Broken Dreams

by love   Sep 23, 2007


Distorted images of you haunt my dreams.
Broken hearts and lonely people.
My broken dreams consume me.
They are dragging me slowly down.
Dreams of suicide, death, drugs. No matter the case I am entirely engulfed. They're all i can see. Distorted images of you.

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