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Company drains the meeting The happiness that is fleeting That special feeling Of paint peeling from the ceiling looking at the floor Hoping to find more Of what? The peices that tore. lonely inside where the hollow abides How do i keep it away? I need your guidance But i dont want you to stay If you go, just come back! Ill find your way, The shades of white turn black. The big picture; scared of the frame. Blank colors.. All that remain. I dont know I dont care Wait.. Im lieing Its just not fair.. WHAT THE **** who sees my flare? ..im waiting So tell me if you see it.. And bring a light Because this hollow void wants me to keep it
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May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 4:43 PM UTC
melancholy
Company drains the meeting The happiness that is fleeting That special feeling Of paint peeling from the ceiling looking at the floor Hoping to find more Of what? The peices that tore. lonely inside where the hollow abides How do i keep it away? I need your guidance But i dont want you to stay If you go, just come back! Ill find your way, The shades of white turn black. The big picture; scared of the frame. Blank colors.. All that remain. I dont know I dont care Wait.. Im lieing Its just not fair.. WHAT THE **** who sees my flare? ..im waiting So tell me if you see it.. And bring a light Because this hollow void wants me to keep it
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May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 4:43 PM UTC
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