The perfect touch
The buttons of you white collared shirt
What matters now, as long as thought's fade away
We don't know if we are happy up here
Blowing like paper
Your eyes change color, with the sky, as the sun disappears
The sunset gets you sad, when the stars appear
We're not sure how everyone begins, as we never look around us anymore
Feel's the corner's of our smiles' are just corner's, going nowhere.
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