Jessica Price Biography

Four o' Eight, I lie awake,
Waiting for sleep to come,
To drag me under and never let me resurface,
For I hate what time has done.
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As I Wait for sleep to Drag me under
I Remember holding you in the suffocating darkness,
My Mind Scurries from the thought
But my heart yearns To Relive The Bitter Delight.
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Everyone wonders
Why is it they were put on this earth?

Not One Single person in this vast Destructive land has the answer.
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I don't feel like I'm living
I feel as if I'm just floating by
Catching glimpses of the life I should be living.
Uselessly screaming and thrashing against the chains that hold me.
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Your like a spider
Weaving an intricate web
Staying hidden in its depths.
You sit back and watch all the delicious insect buzz by.
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