Late summer night
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Painted purple
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Storms from the right
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Words that hurtle
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Lips curl to fight
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Eyes are startled
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Blood from the bite
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Seems to sparkle
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Now is the time
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It’s too late to fly
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Hurting just to hurt
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No silver light to brighten
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Clouds in our sight
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Now is the time
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It’s too late to fly
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I must try to stop this downpour and clear the skies
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Silver Light
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