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*they say what a beutiful day they say it’s always your way but they never say it will always be the other way looking out at the beautiful day seeing it all shatter like glass upon my eyes bright blue skies turn to dusk bright days are now gloomy dreams are only dreams and stars are no longer worth wishing on they say live it up so give em’ a cup pour the drinks let’s see your bodies move but every movement is in slow motion to escape would be to live but to live you need to escape the happy face turns into a frown the bright happy eyes are now pouring down warm waters rolling down the cheecks splatters onto the ground and splash all is quiet, you can almost hear it, you’re alone no where to go or run or even trun and then they say life is an amazing thing*
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sedina-durmic
Bosnian
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Jan 24, 2012
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