The hunt
Power controlled within the
simple minded
Sniper blue eyes
target locked in on the blinded
A danger, a range, temptation with a grasp of a hand
Pain is a theory made up inside your head
Life lesson is to manipulate the situation
the power of the brain oh what danger
What suffocation and deranged game we play only to be 6 ft under with no consolation of one another
While she slumbers she dreams
Dreams filled with lies
You can not be anything you please the poor shall never know such divine
Dreams like rapunzel,
to see such simple lanterns
Even she was naive to believe they could be stars
Dreamed filled with lies, lighting up the night sky
Fragile, cracked in half like a fairly tail yet no kings or knights can put her back together again
Bashed inside she fears to flee never be seen again
Beauty and the best had such a happy fairytale inside her mind at least
What happen to the good Ole days
A simple dream for a simple girl
The whose eyes dance when no one is around
What a crazy fairy tale as she dreams upon the night sky happily ever after is just a land filled with made up dreams.
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Ellay Black
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