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Mar 2019
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The sun is shining
Why don't I see light?

I am not underwater
Why am I drowning?

I draw with silver
It comes out red

Darkness is my friend
When it used to be my enemy

The world is a colorful place,
But everything is grey

Be happy, be alive
How can I be? Happy? Alive?

When all I see is grey,
when all I see is darkness,
when I only draw with silver
and my arm cries red tears

How can I be happy? How can I be alive?
When all I do is drown,
in my tears at night
Aspen
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