Broken dreams of years gone by, my entire life tangled lies, deception smooths with alibies, suddenly I come alive, shattered mirrors on my wall, I stand alone, I can’t recall, screaming echos in the hall, reminds me I have lost it all.
[By Dawna Bowles (C) 2014]
Starting over…..
I GIVE UP ALL HOPE OF HAVING A BETTER PAST!
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