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Clouds
Heart beating fast asking, begging, praying, for it to slow down
It can't take the pain of being in love
A love that is impossible, a love that is gone
So she takes a hit, and then everything moves so slow
Her heart calms down and she forgets the pain
The clouds fill her lungs and she takes a final breathe
Her heart calms down and the pain is no more
Saturday 25th July 2020 8:30 pm
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