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The color red is what pushes blood through my heart The color blue is what freeze's your every part Your touch is as cold as the top of a mountain My feeling isn't enough to thaw your glacier When I woke up this morning I knew what to do When you walked in the room I lost my feeling to spew My words fade faster then these feelings ever will But feelings grow stronger when you are dressed so true I think I love you but It's Not Fair
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Feb 19, 2013
Feb 19, 2013 at 2:42 PM UTC
It's Not Fair
The color red is what pushes blood through my heart The color blue is what freeze's your every part Your touch is as cold as the top of a mountain My feeling isn't enough to thaw your glacier When I woke up this morning I knew what to do When you walked in the room I lost my feeling to spew My words fade faster then these feelings ever will But feelings grow stronger when you are dressed so true I think I love you but It's Not Fair
james-odell
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Feb 19, 2013
Feb 19, 2013 at 2:42 PM UTC
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