3A Poem by Sophia Moosmann
My basement is flooded with psychedelic music
So I float on the sofa surrounded by fumes and smoke I don't really care where you are Or what you're doing with whoever 'Cause I'm floating higher and higher in my pretty lace and silk Away from all the world and it's filth Go on and run away from it 'Cause I'm too far up to care The earth is just a planet And tonight I'm a god
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StatsAuthorSophia MoosmannAbout16 year old writer Writing is my breathing. "I've been in Hollywood Hills taking violet pills, writing all of my songs about my cheap thrills." more..Writing
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