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Painted Dream 
Medium
by The Dada Weatherman
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no we wont get now
we'll just be younger in our dreams
yea future's like everything you know
it keeps flowing like a stream
so let your pretenders choke on your dust
for you're the light & the lust
you painted my blank canvas
colours like when you write a poem
the blues of the skies the green of grass
all the feelings packed one
you told me that if something ryhmed with orange
it would sound like a revenge
but i always thought it was kinda strange
for you had the of the rages
you blew the in eyes
& turn pale & cold you realized
that life is all we've ever had
& that's all we'll eer get
there is no o-ther palce
to let our forget the sad
yea on a cold rock
i look through the brown leaves
at the long broken clouds weaving free
we'll just be younger in our dreams
yea future's like everything you know
it keeps flowing like a stream
so let your pretenders choke on your dust
for you're the light & the lust
you painted my blank canvas
colours like when you write a poem
the blues of the skies the green of grass
all the feelings packed one
you told me that if something ryhmed with orange
it would sound like a revenge
but i always thought it was kinda strange
for you had the of the rages
you blew the in eyes
& turn pale & cold you realized
that life is all we've ever had
& that's all we'll eer get
there is no o-ther palce
to let our forget the sad
yea on a cold rock
i look through the brown leaves
at the long broken clouds weaving free
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