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Quitterie Jan 2016
bright, light
i thought 'illumination'
in truth, it was blinding
they taught 'hope'
they were lying.
time, fleeting
a while ago, it felt like forever
goodnight, maybe i'll see you later

darkness, white in shreds
it took me a while but
i found truth, in the dark
the bright is a lie, there is no hope
things aren't so easy, no, not at all...

this light's all gone
drowned out by black
i could hope to go back
but it's no use
things can't ever be the same

gosh, where'd the time go?
i think i have places to be
sorrow is built up but it doesn't mean a thing
goodbye, old me

light
dark
take away the color
this is real
light
fake
i wonder
empty, dark... still
some metaphorical crap

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