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Smoked filled hallways staining the air I breathed so heavily
I still hear inhales through ink tubes as clear as todays latest R&B mello-dee
The smell of filtered kings trailing shadows of my happiness
I dreamed of the skies cause I hated to see the fading of her attractiveness
These small mountains of white substance as if a snow plow driven through
But my hot wheels didn't reveal that kind of vehicle
Truthfully
I always wanted to connect the dots just to see if the creases would create a heart
It never did
but I know she cared! it was just hard to show during times we'd watch everything fall apart
During each intake she'd fade away
and I'll be stuck at each ear trying to pave the way
Back
Can you hear me? MOTHER!! (screaming)
Mother!!! Can you hear me? then she'll reply that she's dreaming
I'll never forget the days my mother came clean
Only to wipe tears from our faces from the night my sister died a fiend

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