My heart is a gray painted room                                                             ­                 
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  the paint is chipped & peeling off                                                              ­          
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The only window I can view,                                                            ­                    
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is filthy & the dirt is smudged                                                          ­                      
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The dimmed light that filters
in                                                               ­             
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is speckled with floating dust                                                             ­             
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but yet I can still pretend                                                          ­                  
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that that is good enough                                                           ­                 
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the wallpaper under it,                                                              ­                            
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almost hidden from view                                                             ­           
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pictures of daisy & violets                                                          ­                                  
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and dandelions too                                                              ­                
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­ Even though it's faded,                                                           ­               
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  it's still able to be seen                                                             ­                                   
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 It has not dissipated                                                       ­                                     
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there's still love in me