Autumn's angel

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By the time the light came off; I could only see a crowd of people, with having their backs, shown toward me. A recollected memory, serving especially for me. I remembered having being cramped in the small crowd, trying to figure out "why" had happened to me. Had the past brought forward the future, or was my moment as parched as her lipstick, being wiped by her beautiful lie.
All at the time of night, in the day where the room stood.
I fell love with her aging sound. Her acoustics, well written, bottomless and favored. Her bassist had rhythm and her percussionist wavered through the crowd's thickening room.
Stay in her guitar, i kept pace like a snake through the fumes.........even kept the memory of her voice howling through the silent rude. Angel wings in her coffee cup, I didn't need to eat any food. True love was item, that i soon to grew.........

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3:09 p.m.

Monomania from deep kaleidoscope space, my ciggarette kept smoking at a heart beat. my guitar felt heavier when i resurface to moment time's reality........sebastian got me on some good stuff, aye?

Notes

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