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"Purple Clouds"

As thick as sin,

With multiple lips,

Climbing up the walls,

I guess she's taking trips,

 

Smokes everywhere,

Hell started in the room tonight,

Wouldn't even hurt if I had to put up a fight,

 

Cuts on my face,

The preacher still praying now,

Everybody is dead in the party but their not laying down,

 

Sometimes I fight with my mother,

There's nothing that could make her proud,

They say, You said it would be alright,

I keep on saying,

For now.

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Written by
arcassin-burnham
28 / M
Published
Jun 18, 2014
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http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2014/06/05-clouds-its-alright-ep.html

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