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Clorox Punk

Wet Skies

By: Ezekiel Gonzales

Letting the rain fall
Dripping Fingers
Soaking shirts
Finding clarity through the storm
 
What does the monster think;
Find purpose and give a try to things you want
 
Soaked shirts and drenched dreams
Cloudy skies
Sulking lives
What’s your brain taste like?
The better you die, the harder you let go of the things that tie
 
Letting the rain fall
Jumping in puddles of schooled fish
Forgotten clothes
Letting the rain fall

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