Faded
When I was with youthe world was brand new...
I saw colors so different
everything so innocent...
Mystical, magical, dancing lights
then you dimmed my sight...
Now everything is dull and gray
you took my colors away...
Faded
When I was with you11-04-2010
11/09/2010
10-17-2010
Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.
Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.
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