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I woke up at 9:30 |
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Thinking I had already missed |
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The daylight |
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But it won't be here for |
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Another two hours. |
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It doesn't matter |
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I'll probably sleep through it anyway |
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I drift through my days like a zombie |
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Looking for reflections of her |
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In the grayness of it all. |
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The daylight only lasts for |
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A couple of hours |
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So I haven't seen any colors |
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For a couple of weeks. |
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It doesn't matter |
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I've always been into bleakness |
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Even my dreams are in black and white. |
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But maybe that is just because so are |
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The photos of her, |
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The last evidence that she, |
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Happiness really did exist. |