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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=569691" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Purple And Silver</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">frozen evenings<br>on me, they camp greetings<br>intruding me to the dark feelings<br>demolishing any happy traces<br>that i once discovered<br>teardropp cases, these faces<br>never seem to get em' outta my head<br>paint in purple, paint it silver </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> <br>track a train<br>to the valley of midnight pain<br>which i once suffered<br>i still suffer<br>when we look back to the spring shower<br>they left us, leaving poison flowers<br>i extracted the pulp<br>she wrapped the words<br>we made a bomb<br>mark our words<br>paint them purple, paint them silver </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>bang bang now check this out<br>heavy storm outside<br>reminds me of one inside<br>tornado of tears<br>volcano of fears<br>but they had to hit<br>and hit they did<br>birth of a kid<br>off color white<br>put up a fight<br>listening to 9 crimes<br>i've been given too much time<br>he did his part<br>i broke mine fast<br>paint it silver<br>msg delivered<br>paint it purple<br>i start to crumble </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>over the top<br>the boat beneath the blue whale<br>river of lost got a new sail<br>they met the pain at the oceans date<br>cross the fence in senses<br>sit at the last bench<br>bury the drench<br>she did her seven cry<br>i made my blood dry<br>birth of anger<br>paint it silver<br>run in circle<br>paint it purple </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>something pushing me to<br>cry one last try<br>that hope to see blue butterfly<br>makes his blood dry<br>she just sees the sky<br>and does her seven cry<br>frozen evenings dark fire<br>anguish through lime wire<br>silver frost bite<br>i burnt my kite<br>purple midnight<br>i released my knife<br>hearing the drums<br>following 1,21 guns<br>getting nothing<br>expecting a lot<br>talking tears<br>hiding fears<br>for 16 years<br>he waited for his father<br>for 18 years<br>she blocked her laughter<br>the waiting purple<br>the falling silver<br>paint him purple<br>lost in jungle<br>paint her silver<br>remember this november..</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Talal+Athar">Talal Athar</a><div class=q>
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on me, they camp greetings
intruding me to the dark feelings
demolishing any happy traces
that i once discovered
teardropp cases, these faces
never seem to get em' outta my head
paint in purple, paint it silver 

 
track a train
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