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black skies
white death
blue tears are falling
from my face
set me free
so I can be
what more than freedom
do we need
to live the lives we have
but we are not
and what we are
is stuck and shattered
in this cell
if i was alone
I would wipe my slate
and start all over
forget you
and forget him
forget the rays
that touched my skin
The love I never felt
disinterest in me
now I have
disinterest in you
and it's not my fault
I had to make do
now so do you





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