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blue skies turned grey

Sunday, March 18, 2007

isn't it

one breath too late
and you're gone for good
it's funny how far it seems
but what could i do
and what would i change
when everything is strange
why should i learn how to fly
when i could just hide away
isn't it strange
Posted by esta at 9:39 PM
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