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Mar 2014
Color me black.
Show me no passion.
Bring me back,
In no obvious fashion.
The dreams of life are to real
So are theses feelings of death you feel,
The world is dead,
Hollow words said,
Madness plagues you,
Everything you know,
Was a lie,
Its time,
To tell the truth,
You want to die
From what you've been through,
But stay strong
If not for you then for me
Play our love song,
We were ment to be...
alebastard jones
Written by
alebastard jones  nunya
(nunya)   
536
     Ominous, han and Sℳǐ΢ξ
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