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Painted Dream 
Medium
by The Dada Weatherman
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no we get older now
we'll just be younger in our dreams
yea future's everything you know
it like a stream
so let choke on dust
for you're the & the lust
you my blank canvas
threw colours like you a poem
the of the the green of grass
all the feelings into one
you told me that if something ryhmed orange
it a revenge
but i thought it was kinda strange
for you had the of the rages
you blew the in eyes
& pale & cold when you realized
that is all we've ever had
& that's all we'll eer get
there is no o-ther palce
to let our souls forget the sad
yea on a rock
i look through the leaves
at the broken weaving free
we'll just be younger in our dreams
yea future's everything you know
it like a stream
so let choke on dust
for you're the & the lust
you my blank canvas
threw colours like you a poem
the of the the green of grass
all the feelings into one
you told me that if something ryhmed orange
it a revenge
but i thought it was kinda strange
for you had the of the rages
you blew the in eyes
& pale & cold when you realized
that is all we've ever had
& that's all we'll eer get
there is no o-ther palce
to let our souls forget the sad
yea on a rock
i look through the leaves
at the broken weaving free
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