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- 9:50 p.m. 2003-07-18 I got nothing to express this words fail me and i don.t like that at /all/ i can say is that nothing feels real and that may be good or it may be bad but all i know is its different than anything i.ve felt /be[fore]/ i knew that i could be alive the sky didn.t bother changing colors at the end of the day now i see the colors fade and feel the warmth fade away its beau-]tiful / like you love / but it doesn.t feel the same as it /did/ i ever tell you that i loved you[{?}] back & forth |