Collateral Damage

Sat, 12/03/2016 - 16:05 -- Amy

Always running, running the race.....

Trying to catch the flow of my hustle but you can't imagine the ghosts I chase.

Another dead end city, another dead face.

Got my mind caught up in all this confusion, nerves twitchn and tweekn, 

what's real and what's illusion? Can't break free from my psychotic delusion

Dates, people, places, times, and details. image overload

emotions so exposed give way to fear ready to explode

Better get out before you become collateral damage

 

 

 

 

 

 

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