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Friday night.
Weather has been funny lately.
but care really do I?
This city has been cover in grey for about 103 days, and for any sunshine upon my face will be a pleasure to smile.
smileing at the cloud.
cloud my vission with no mercy of the wild nature.
nature as the whole earth spinning so fast.
fast is the speed that ill people who ignore time.
time is how they measure my soul and put them back in one.
one more tear drop then someone who miss you will turn into cloud.
cloud your vission with no mercy of human nature.
Friday night.
Which choice of word can make my jingle heart be still.
to feel right.
sleep becomes a mindless reality for time to kill.
People on the blocks, looking for a dime to fall.
fall from heaven to a groceory store.
store the memory before they fade into my skin.
skin keeps my weakness showing from people.
People on the blocks, looking for sublime to fall.
Friday night.
which choice of mask do I have to kiss.
to see the light.
For tomorrow someone to miss.
