The most precious things..

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I close my eyes to look deep into you.
Lets count sheep while the electric blue passes.
Red and yellow colours up the wall.
I'm not sure I can drink any more.

Can I not just sit and stare at you.

I just had to dive into that pool.
Swimmingly we stride across the water.
They called me a creep.
I parted those sea's like moses.

The red sea hasn't got enough salt for you.

I took a pile of mushrooms and found another god.
They sit within the portal guarding every precious memory.
Will never let them go back to black.
Cause all I have left, is faded.. compared to you.

Perfection.

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