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Mar 2013
My friend
Shes knows too many ends
She gave up again
For nothing
To tear apart
Her fragile heart
In plastic ideologies
Shes fights her dichotomies
Walking away
From everything
Even the happy
I love her anyway
Even when i'm empty
From the first day
I saw her frays
The first day
I knew pain
Her pain
As mine
We don't have to
Walk alone
But will
I don't have to
Sing alone
But do
Fading to blue
From black
Take me back
To grey
Where im safe
In the safety
Of fate
Fading
To grey
In this place
Of yesturday
Plucked away
In a song of greying
Michael W Noland
Written by
Michael W Noland  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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