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Apr 2016
dont u miss ur brothers
the Girl who was more than the others
at the thrift picking up threads
we were a well-dressed pair
no problem getting noticed for our flair
but all we wanted was to vibe
whatever came with just u and i
was all we needed to get high
i dont think about u anymore at night
but its ok for the times u made me cry
black and white
turn around and tell me u need me for life
u are like the colors of my eyes
green but always changing
how'd u go from no smoke to pink coke
i cant remember ur aura
and maybe this is why:
too shallow for me to see ur color
pretty sleepy child's play for beats
**** the people who stayed thru the heat
now its yelling at no one from nowhere
we cant find u
(but i dont even know if we're still trying)
goodbye goodbye
allen
gothicc
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