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Chyna Jade
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31 january 2012

Crunching Sounds

Pull the covers over my head
So I don’t have to hear what you said
 
Quiet now I am asleep
Under this world too deep
 
Off in dreamland filled with wonder
But what is that I hear? Thunder
 
No it is your voice that keeps on yelling
And still I don’t really care what you’re telling
 
Yet you shake me awake to say to me
That I am worthless and I need to see
 
Why do you ruin my sweet, sweet dream?
And take a notch down on my self-esteem
 
Does it bring you pleasure
As you take my life for your treasure
 
No I am not worth that much
But what I am is the bones under your feet that go crunch
 
Crunch…
Crunch…
Crunch…
 
There I go
To where I dare not know




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