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Merely Blue


Can't write, can't breathe Late nights, no steam The engine lost the train, Lost its bark, lost its name Lost in translation, Need a vacation Where did you go out there, lying low Shots overhead, Better speak, better run Through the leaves, Between the lines, Down into the thresh Frozen warrior On a battlefield of loops and signs, Strategy games, And losing only Time Time, Time, How long until He claims me? A life measured by the rhyme, Worthless - when words resist to be Worthless when the sky turns merely blue, The grass only green Worthless, when I've died before I could write.
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