Purple skies,
inflamed with lies,
i can't stand,
to look outside,
please just say,
i'll be okay,
for the last time,
paint the clouds,
silence in grey,
so i can make it through,
one more day,
make the skies,
turn blueish green,
so i can hear your distiant screams,
the traces are left on the pillow,
but still don't show,
how far i'll go,
one more shade the sky will turn,
a beautiful blue,
and then will burn...
By:Taylor
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