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it's not as black as people say, more a pale purple grey, silver clouds and tires skies, teal lips and dark blue lies it's a whisper in the trees, a lonely boat amidst the seas, pastel waves hitting the beach, the golden sand just out of reach. tick tock tick tock the stars slowly decay look up look up the sky's been washed away.
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May 30, 2017
May 30, 2017 at 3:51 AM UTC
pastel black
it's not as black as people say, more a pale purple grey, silver clouds and tires skies, teal lips and dark blue lies it's a whisper in the trees, a lonely boat amidst the seas, pastel waves hitting the beach, the golden sand just out of reach. tick tock tick tock the stars slowly decay look up look up the sky's been washed away.
don't let me be gone
pastelclouds
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May 30, 2017
May 30, 2017 at 3:51 AM UTC
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