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A passionate breeze floats clouds across the sky, Away A single strand of brown hair falls from his scalp onto a cold linoleum floor, Away The clock ticks towards the right, Away Microscopic skin cells sprinkle that same floor when you try to scrape the pain, Away 
A cracked voice bleeding from torn vocal chords,
 Like the flowers we picked, away, to see if he still loved us, anyway. Sways Away
 The smoke rolls
       Away 
The bar scrolls
         Away
 The ashes go
            Away
 She goes
 "Away" 
It all goes 
"Away” You think you're escaping, but where does it go?                                                                 Away?
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May 27, 2014
May 27, 2014 at 5:03 PM UTC
Away
A passionate breeze floats clouds across the sky, Away A single strand of brown hair falls from his scalp onto a cold linoleum floor, Away The clock ticks towards the right, Away Microscopic skin cells sprinkle that same floor when you try to scrape the pain, Away 
A cracked voice bleeding from torn vocal chords,
 Like the flowers we picked, away, to see if he still loved us, anyway. Sways Away
 The smoke rolls
       Away 
The bar scrolls
         Away
 The ashes go
            Away
 She goes
 "Away" 
It all goes 
"Away” You think you're escaping, but where does it go?                                                                 Away?
tessa-truam
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tessa-truam
Canadian
May 27, 2014
May 27, 2014 at 5:03 PM UTC
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