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She falls down onto her bed,
closes her eyes and goes up in her head,
now she’s drowning
in the middle of a white sea, trying to swim, desperate to breathe
She’s on the run in a bad neighbourhood
the scent of fear, drips from the sweat on her fingertips
now she’s the lonely one surrounded by the soulless ones,
these ravenous beasts salivate, enticed by the taste of her flesh on their minds
She is lost in the deep, dark woods,
a thousand trees closing in like ever decreasing circles,
now their hollow eyes burn through her bones, and blend in with the night,
their wordless voices like distant echoes across the sky, as ice cold shivers walk up and down her spine
She sits with her head resting in her hands
shaken back into now by the silent vibration of her phone,
now she smiles at being corrupted by a lonely state of mind,
such a stupid waste of time, she’d rather sip whisky and dirty dance into the dawn
