Barbed Wire Dreams

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Wishing on the hands of time
For another place, another realm
Sweet sorrow scars this empty place
Of broken hearts and tainted minds.

Lay your head on a bed of roses
slowly take out the thorns that encase your heart
hurts a little, yes I know
that sweet temptation pulls you under
leaves you breathless for more.

Too many people fallen by the wayside
their laments fade into the night
barbed wire dreams in a concrete jungle
on a horizon no where to be seen.

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Broken hearts and empty beds
paths never to be walked again
the Angel walks with the Devil
barbed wire dreams fade into the night.






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