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Terrifying visions as I close my eyes.

Keep them open child, sit straight - stare into UV light.

Lost in a daydream i feel the lights heavy beam.

"It's going to be alright" - the same pacifying lie.

Big eyes, bigger breasts she'll do for a while.

Help me, I've forgotten how to smile girl.

Never bore or scare me.

Lest I'll cast you out like the rest of the world.

Drugs stopped working, Naught more than a stoner.

I long for long lonely streets of gloom. 

Cold air could fill my lungs; notice my heart is frozen.

Broken man I am, broken men are doomed.

Sticking my toes over the platform.

The sensation makes me feel alive, 

Perhaps for the last time it's true.

My metal coffin whizzes passed me, resigned - it would of been nice to die.

Bundled over by the one who bored me.

Like a soldier leaping from her battlement.

"I'm so glad your alive baby" 

I merely looked at her in bafflement.

Teenage Sweetheart