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Forget how...we used to be.
Listen to, how the city beats.
I know, with life comes death.
Same thing goes, for love and regret.

You can't ask a rainbow,
about it's colours. Cause it doesn't know.
Try to ask yourself too,
about what really is red or blue.

Maybe we all come to insight,
when everything feels just right.
I know I never did, and probably never will.
The right moment came and left. A shot to kill.