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Friday, September 02, 2005

low

You see the world in black and white
No colours or light
You think you never get it right
and you won't be mine

The sky could fall, could fall on me
The part to know decieves
But you mean more, mean more to me
Than any colour I can see

all you ever wanted to be living in perfect symmetry,
nothing is as down or as up

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