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Jan 2015
What is the color blue?
Is it a human emotion?
Or is it just another
Meaningless color?
My entire life
Could be reduced
To an empty color
That never met much to you

And what is a word?
Is it a creature?
Or is it an icon
Left to interpretation?
What the hell did I just say?
When you said you loved me
What the hell did that even mean?

Is singing the same song
And I can't sing along anymore
I can't join in
This perfect unison
Of broken voices
In monotone
Yeah, I need more
Than your empty, practiced words
That we all have heard
Before and Again
Eleventh track from my album *The Universe is Screaming*
Spencer Carlson
Written by
Spencer Carlson  Seattle
   grecia sepulveda
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