I finally woke up after I almost broke up Like a car racing down the track, To many mirrors and always looking back Picking up speed, warning signs I didn’t heed Then crash, bang, brakes, oh God, oh damn Twisted remains with birds picking at the brains Finally gone insane, holding on and embracing the pain Flashing blue light in the middle of the night Friends say will he be okay? What made him go that way? Fractured parts like a jigsaw puzzle, take him away like a dog in a muzzle It’s not a pretty site, what the mind can do in the night
Hi, cumongirls2, "Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleave of care" meets Fractured parts like a jigsaw puzzle...It’s not a pretty site, what the mind can do in the night. Each path to resolution is unique...made easier by the presence of Friends. Thanks for sharing.
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"Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleave of care" meets Fractured parts like a jigsaw puzzle...It’s not a pretty site, what the mind can do in the night. Each path to resolution is unique...made easier by the presence of Friends. Thanks for sharing.