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Nov 2014
It's easy
and light

so clear
and bright

like christmas or
another birthday

But the clouds
are actually

heavy

cruel

painful

They ****

even when
you stay in

passenger seat
next to a stranger

whose head
rests on your shoulder

And when they wake up
oh when they wake up;

The way you smile
is the way

they judge you
so

Don't.
Written by
Pea
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