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As the nights wind briskly goes through her hair
She becomes no longer aware

No longer aware of the world she was once in
For now she is in a place with no sin

Sin was this world full of much grief
There were so many lies and deciet

She had lost her self coated with liquour
Which made everything so much sicker

She begged and begged for her true losted lover
Then all of a sudden she began to smother

Choaking with pain in her lungs
She no longer sang the song she once sung

Realizing she O.D with drugs that were the color of clouds
Her head became so loud

With the drugs, she was asphyxiated with much toxic liquid
She was no longer the factual lost soul and misfit





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