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Jan 2016
Black words and White words,
Then there's Grey.
Grey words, because sometimes
Black words are too
Harsh,
Too crushing,
While White words
Can be too
Sharp,
Too cutting,
Too real.

I've always tried to stay clean,
Tried to whisper in
Words of white.
But it's like you're so used to being
Cast in a cloud of Black,
You can't see my white words,
They've been tarnished to
Grey... Black
And even all my tears
Can't wash them,
Or you,
Clean.
Words don't always just hurt the listener
Things I'll Never Say
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       ---, moss, Cat Fiske and Misty Meadows
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