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Jul 2016
it started as an escape
a way for you to lose yourself
you don't need to disappear baby
but when the weight of life becomes suffocating
think of me

don't swallow that hatchet
think of the rainbow sunsets
the way the sand contours to your body
no crevice left untouched

don't drink that poison
it will slowly drown everything you love
watch the children running down the street
they still see in neon
the world hasn't lost its color yet
Keah Jones
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Keah Jones  The Moon
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