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She looks at the rain
As it pours
And she fights for her life
And you begin to learn
That kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes ahead
With the grace of a woman
Not the grief of a child
Rythms of a Syncopated Heart
Rain
You Might Want to Know
Daydreams
Leave Unsaid Unspoken
Here It Comes...Again
Yes It Hurts
Beautiful Days
The Thing We Call Passion: Melancholy
The Thing We Call Passion: Restlessness
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Why so
black
? I need
white
. I need
yellow
and
red
and
green
, I need
blue
and
orange
and
brown
. I need the colors of life...proof that there's more in this world than just me and the t.v
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