Something special, is what I felt that day
the air I ****** into my lungs was heavy and loud
the cigarettes we smoked were thinner than air
Suddenly we realized that the world had gone grey
than purple in yellow clouds became threatening
and beautiful at the same time
"Time is the same when we walk this way! " she shouted
and echoes sprung off the wall, capturing my memory
all alone I was in this bubble, feeding me & myself
gently whispering in lies
Dark red waves came swirling on her
as if she was dancing with god himself
and I as my witness
Because I couldn’t think of what was now,
and of whom came those strange vibrations
shivering across my spine
cold like ice, pennies were dancing on the ground
flawless soaked in happiness
Jul 11, 2011
Jul 11, 2011 at 12:59 PM UTC
Something special, is what I felt that day
the air I ****** into my lungs was heavy and loud
the cigarettes we smoked were thinner than air
Suddenly we realized that the world had gone grey
than purple in yellow clouds became threatening
and beautiful at the same time
"Time is the same when we walk this way! " she shouted
and echoes sprung off the wall, capturing my memory
all alone I was in this bubble, feeding me & myself
gently whispering in lies
Dark red waves came swirling on her
as if she was dancing with god himself
and I as my witness
Because I couldn’t think of what was now,
and of whom came those strange vibrations
shivering across my spine
cold like ice, pennies were dancing on the ground
flawless soaked in happiness
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