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28. Blossoms

cameras flashing
too close to me
the light almost blinding
sunshine behind the clouds hiding
petals falling off trees
good morning spring
too much to drink
hungover come over
I know you're not sober
welcome to hell
disguised as paradise
blossoms cover the ground
blue sky
dark cloud
don't wanna be found
if you wanna catch me
chase me round the blossom tree
running isn't everything
I'm still hurting, can't you see?

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