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[Jun. 24th, 2008|11:04 pm] |
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strokes of dark, a brush of light, i watch you bring your canvas into light. i know that’s how you see the world, i know that you see anything you like. but now i’m doubting me, i know i shouldn’t be but i’ve been down, i’ve been down. cause it was love wasn’t it? |
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