Beth Dodgson (15/02/1993)
All is black, All is white?
but the truth is everything is not
you also see patches of grey or a lifetime of black
you will never see a lifetime of white.
i am sad, you are sad, everybody is sad
everything goes and never comes back
left alone, left to cry, left here to slowly die
everybody leaves and never comes back.
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