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"look at the pretty colors!" you whispered as you pointed to the sky i watched them as they went by the feeling of myself floating on the clouds with you was too real i remembered you reaching for my hand telling me it was the smoothest one you've ever felt how you never wanted to let go i held onto your soul and kissed it making sure you knew i worshipped you for the drugs were making me forget but i wanted to remember this moment forever you told me it was the shrooms that made you say those things yet i didnt want to believe you for the trip caused you to fall in love with me i was only good enough to provide the love when you needed it i thought the love was me my presence my smooth hands the clouds but i soon found out it was just the drugs it was just the shrooms
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Sep 27, 2016
Sep 27, 2016 at 6:09 PM UTC
shrooms
"look at the pretty colors!" you whispered as you pointed to the sky i watched them as they went by the feeling of myself floating on the clouds with you was too real i remembered you reaching for my hand telling me it was the smoothest one you've ever felt how you never wanted to let go i held onto your soul and kissed it making sure you knew i worshipped you for the drugs were making me forget but i wanted to remember this moment forever you told me it was the shrooms that made you say those things yet i didnt want to believe you for the trip caused you to fall in love with me i was only good enough to provide the love when you needed it i thought the love was me my presence my smooth hands the clouds but i soon found out it was just the drugs it was just the shrooms
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Sep 27, 2016
Sep 27, 2016 at 6:09 PM UTC
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