Black and white,
That's how it seems,
No rainbow,
No technicolored dreams.
Black and white,
That's how it is,
Strolling along,
Minding my own bis.
Black and white,
Thats what it turns out to be,
No colours or shades or hues,
Just black and white for me.
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Lines ever more unclear, Not sure I'm even here...
Funny things,. That make me laugh,. Like photos on Bing,. Of meme giraffes,. Cute li'l bits and pieces,. That seem to make me smile,. Like pronouncing geese as geeses,. And fluffy things in a pile,.
It may not have happened yet, But it won't be long until you fret. You will die, a deathly phrase, Used in one of Shakespeare's plays.
I write with white ink on white paper. I speak with my lips firmly shut. I strum on my stringless guitar. I read from an unwritten book. I think without aim or direction.
A bunch of unfinished stuff. Love & hope: Love is temporary. Hope is eternal. Little fair girl: Little fair girl, with your bucket so pink. Why do you want to pour your heart into the sink.
Shut your eyes, And just don't look, Isn't that the way. It wasn't there, It didn't happen, We'll live another day. Close your lids, It's all a hoax, Ignorance is bliss...
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Inky stars blot the page, Casting a worldly feel. The words that are scrawled upon its paleness, Turn the fiction into something real. With every passing second, more moments are added.
A girl dressed in, Black and white, Short black hair, But you lack sight, Her black coat has, A dark RED lining, Her shoes tinted, where light is shining, A GREEN of grass, And holly leaves, A...
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