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Falling Out of Love ~ High Blues

I listen to music
and hope for a release
instead of blood I choose harmony.

No one knows this is big
at least for me.

I feel like playing the piano
when the blue gets to me
But I steadily realize I'm falling
out of love.

I've seen another rescue me.
Be there for me
This blue amazes me

But I've chosen to see blood
fall from my wounds
he resents me

I'm falling out of love.
Written by zoeyeatworld
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