

Fading All My ColorsOceans of silence tear the stars, looking for a dream, a spark to hold in the nameless gray mass of anonymity.Fading All My Colors
(I never could get you to see me. )
Wings of hope,
feathers darkening to the color of a desperate wish, beat the air, fluttering, tattooing the tempo of the heart.
(I guess you didn't hear mine breaking.)
The dove cries out in tuneless song, a sound without a name, lasting far too long. The wind it blows, and goes nowhere. Without the stars, the moon despairs.
(I'm lost here in the dark.)
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Fiction?!?! No silly it's ALL real
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Saxophones KICK ASS
I EAT SMALL CHILDREN FOR BREAKFAST BUT IM PROLLY THE NICEST GUY YOU WILL EVER MEET!!!
PLACEY SMASH!!!!!!!
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