desiree hayden

Rookie (5-5-94 / portage)

My Dreams

I'll drink it fast I'll drink it slow.
Forget these dreams forget these schemes,
Forget my dreams of being a star forget all of these stupid scars.
All my worries are gone, my bruises start to heal,
It's almost gone now every last drop,
I can feel myself drifting but I don't want to stop.
It tastes like medicine It tastes so bad.
But my life will be over soon and I will feel so glad.

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