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Jun 2012
I'm looking up at
nothing
but a black cloudy sky.

Guess, we better grab
our umbrellas.
&
Rock our rain coats.

It's going to rain......

Torrential, tear-storms
until the Angels below us
feel a little higher.

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Sacrelicious
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Sacrelicious  31/M/Hell
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