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Once a while ago, the sky smiles so bright
Souls can’t help but grinning from below
Tragedy and clarity collides

Never has she ever
Imagine how it must be like
For you to walk on her path
Wearing your deep laugh up tight
While she was busy dragging her sorrow inside 

Make no mistake, she still has her rhymes 
She just lost her mind 
Alongside the way 
Between you and everything you all say 

To be crystal clear, the thing that happened and being felt 
Almost painfully similar to cold skin, close to fresh ocean-scented air 
Unfamiliar warmth creeping, shiver down the spine 
Longing accompany, eyes became blind 
Foreign places, long gone excitement 
Dark sky, city lights 
Yellow smile, cold nights 
Icing on the cake, sour center of candy 
Strangers’ chatter, deafening blabber 
Empty promises, zero sweats 
Three seconds, three frickin miles 
Black mark, wrong side 
Thousand questions, unanswered concerns 
Temporary feeling, permanent scar 
Blurry vision, familiar figure 
Closed eyes, closed heart 
Short breaths, gap of lips 
Right after, being left 
Lonely ways, no one cares 

As being drown into a stream of bottles 
And a steam of ignited white air 
The only saving grace is yourselves 
Numb is the new pain 

Thin salty clear is not working 
Thick drop of red 
Is all what she needed

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