protest over ice

i am learning to live in black and white
I am learning to live in black and white 

I am learning to live in black and white 

I’m always wrong and you’re always right  

Sometimes I wish you’d just leave my sight  

But it’s not worth putting up a fight 

I loved too much and held your hand too tight 

Whatever your reasons I find them trite  

Because I would still take you back tonight  

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i write lame poems that no one really reads

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