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Oct 2015
I dream of a pale world,
where colors do not exist.
where tears are pearled,
and no red stains our wrist

My screams become bubbles
as they dance across the sky.
It seems like all our troubles
can finally be kissed goodbye.

So don't you worry,
I'll only be gone for so long.
Don't let you eyes become blurry,
just know you were never in the wrong.
Written by
Lilac Elinor Ophelia Nunes  Maine
(Maine)   
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