When I think of life , I think of the dead,
when I think of black, I think shades of white,
when I think of good, I think of evil,
when I think of dark , I think of morning light.
When I think of tears, I think of a smile,
when I think of love, I think of human hate,
when I think of work, I think of play,
when I think of hell, I think of heavens gate.
When I think of God, I think of God.
Apr 3, 2013
Apr 3, 2013 at 11:28 AM UTC
When I think of life , I think of the dead,
when I think of black, I think shades of white,
when I think of good, I think of evil,
when I think of dark , I think of morning light.
When I think of tears, I think of a smile,
when I think of love, I think of human hate,
when I think of work, I think of play,
when I think of hell, I think of heavens gate.
When I think of God, I think of God.
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