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small scale jordan
so i guess this is kind-of goodbye
it's begining to sink into the dew of Christmas Eve
sometimes the feeling is evoked with smells
touches
glances
and
now meaningless souvenirs.
could purple be blue
ever?
because somehow i know my love is forever with you
ever-lasting
never-knowing
i know that this is right though
because i can see it in your eyes
and feel it somewhere butterflies can't fly
because you are heading towards the east
and i'm dead-set on heading west,
and now i know i'm stepping in the right direction.
