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Nov 2013
Watching the sun's rays dance back and forth
With the tiny crystals that launch me into the sky
Found on the leaves of the trees I burn to get by

And I'm still replaying what you said when you left
Haven't slept in about six days
Staring at the ground, eyes start to glaze

Now my friends have started to worry
I think they even watched me lose my mind
Guess there was never much to find

All these drugs I need to get through the day
You said they make me speed by in a hurry
I gasped. Please hold still, this whole scene's blurry
Teresa Smith
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Teresa Smith  Kent
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