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A 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

© 2015 Sophia Moosmann


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Added on October 10, 2015
Last Updated on October 10, 2015
Tags: 70s, psychedelic, music, basement, cigarette, smoking, god, earth, world, lace, silk, higher, high

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Sophia Moosmann
Sophia Moosmann

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16 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..

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A Poem by Sophia Moosmann