Sour taste,
as it dissipates and evaporates.
Eyes expand,
they view this technicolour span.
Face melts, teeth grind,
in this hazy coloured lullaby,
a voice so sweet it near reeks
of the clarity tomorrow may bring.
as it dissipates and evaporates.
Eyes expand,
they view this technicolour span.
Face melts, teeth grind,
in this hazy coloured lullaby,
a voice so sweet it near reeks
of the clarity tomorrow may bring.
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