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The world is not black and white Unlike my pages I cannot box you in I cannot figure you out Not a game of loss and win Only confusing actions I doubt Simplicity was never an option Illusions to take comfort Colours spill from all directions No eraser for permanent lines So I can just try To bottle my confessions So no one can ever know Of the many marks you left Hidden- I dare not show
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Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 4:44 AM UTC
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The world is not black and white Unlike my pages I cannot box you in I cannot figure you out Not a game of loss and win Only confusing actions I doubt Simplicity was never an option Illusions to take comfort Colours spill from all directions No eraser for permanent lines So I can just try To bottle my confessions So no one can ever know Of the many marks you left Hidden- I dare not show
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Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 4:44 AM UTC
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