No colors seem to touch me
no colors seem to touch me
when darkness sets it's tone
I find joy in blackness when
no comfort seems to find me
no colors seem to touch me
while I seek color in my life
untouched by the voice of the angel
who was fallen to be found
no colors seem to touch me
as I linger in the dark
forgotten what life is truely about
I try to find my way back home
no colors seem to touch me
I feel perfect solitude
interlaced images I see tonight
which help me get through the night
26-11-04
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| Auteur: Benjamin de Rooy |  
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| Gecontroleerd door: Pieps | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 26 november 2004 | ||
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