black, grey, black, grey, black, and the rest were grey.
With white walls and spotted ceilings,
and porcelain feet running cold ,
I promise.
then I will for get,
forty-6 more times I will for get, then I will see your face.
you seem to still relate.
I love you and need to know you feel the same,
you promise.
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i really like the title of this post..
i like this.
nick
best writer i know.
you will be famous someday.
oh wait... you already...
I like yr thoughts a lot.
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