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Humming all the sad songs In this forest of white I saunter through slowly Reminded of blue, or green, Maybe grey Depended on the day Melancholy coos Dying to escape from Crimson lips that Smile Only for you
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Feb 8, 2014
Feb 8, 2014 at 4:22 PM UTC
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Humming all the sad songs In this forest of white I saunter through slowly Reminded of blue, or green, Maybe grey Depended on the day Melancholy coos Dying to escape from Crimson lips that Smile Only for you
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Feb 8, 2014
Feb 8, 2014 at 4:22 PM UTC
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