Ache pain, she lays again…
Drunk, cut, it got so plain.
World around just so day-by-day,
The same she hates, she’s more like run-in-rain.
Now rum and whiskey, her only fun.
Sunlight, darkness, sunlight, darkness, she had to run.
Where there’s only colors and unexpected adrenaline.
Cartoons, nightmares and monsters with flowers, my best friend the Pelican.
Never to sleep, never to yawn,
Never to weep, never to frown.
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