9.06.2015

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She is nowhere to be found.

Nobody has heard of her.

Her cries were tears dried by the sun

No trace to where she's gone.

I search with desperation cause I need

I need her to feel stable again

And not running wild on fields.

Oh dear mind,

Where have you gone ?

I'm afraid you'll be too late,

Cause my heart is beating faster

Than the day you were still sane.

And I need your cloudy judgement,

I just need you here, right now.

Oh my mind,

I'm so afraid

That I might escape into the wild.

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