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Sep 19, 2005 01:45

Randomness

Staring into your eyes
I see the picture that I've tried
To paint so many times
The passing of times
And nothing else exists
except the simple pleasures of
Life, love, and happiness
The older things
I once held so dear
Now meaningless
You know the awesome way
you make us dissappear
from the stupid complications
of a heartless, closed world
in the open, beautiful night sky
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