Room. I call it the window of doom having to be intoxicated to understand the view munching magic mushrooms I take a glance out throught the glass panel and i remember her name the day i lost her i remember her fumes And now i look out and i wonder why She came into my #life and i let her walk back into that vacum My #life will never be the same, i miss you.
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