Daughter Of Cocaine

There is blood, 

blood in your eyes.

Hallucinations are just like lies.


A so called glory,

it’s just cheating.


Burning tears,

you can’t dry.


Dark bags underneath your eyes;

Those are something you can’t deny

because they won’t dissapear,

just like your glassy irises
they won’t sparkle and never they will shine for something beautiful.


Oh daughter,

leave a tear,
just before it’s too late to make your decision.

Oh daughter,

let your heart bleed,

her last breath;

Before you let yourself fly away…

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