She sat in her bed as the sun streamed through
Her heart feeling heavy as it had the day before
She thought to herself why she continues to dwell
A new day awakens her with a better story to tell
Still she can’t help but wonder
Why she can’t keep herself from going under
She takes a different road for a change of scenery
Her attachment lingers although she’s feeling free
She’s scarred, wounded and maybe even bent
Never could she have predicted the way it went
How messed up life can be with one wrong turn
Disappointed again just let the fuckers burn…
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The Whole Cookie 