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Red is the colour of blood, even though veins are blue.

Red is the colour of blood even though veins are blue, and there is aches so grey i lose faith in these darkest days, who knew swimming in life might be our hardest game.
Sitting alone but i think there's a fish in my room slipping my demands into the stream, i see my feet dance to this beat with dry eyes when i just wanna feel, so now i redeem my imagination to be real.
Peace is the distance i wanna move the illusion earth seem to go through,
Horrific news on my television i see them each day blending in with the truth, that is genocide by bombing our youth.
Parents who knew my best wishes even when i didn't have a clue, i could talk about love but then again it's something we feel, I did keep my mind since i was a child that's a blessing something worth to me, you see the school wasn't able to kill my dreams.
So keep it real, and the world thanks you and me.




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Publicerad 2014-12-17 15:26



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