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Dec 2014
The vinegar breathe of a cigarette
Exhaling the ache of her mind
She needs a miracle she said
For her to pass this phase
For her to get her freedom back
She lost it all
Yes she did
I listen to her and my mind is fading
Through our reckless years
Does she remember how childish we were?
Does she remember how we sit and talk
I still remember the day at the rooftop
When we planned our future for us to be great
We are still young my friend
You still have hope
One day this will all be gone
One day you live the moment and smile
How your youth was a waste of time
For it to be a memory to smirk your soul
Nefelibata
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   Devon Webb
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