Different or the same

by Heather   Dec 31, 2005


Color, shape, tecture, or size,
don't matter to me we all sometimes cry.
our feelings our the same,
no matter what you say.

Rich, poor, well off, or none,
don't matter to me we're all gonna die.
our lifes are all planned we just don't have the agenda.

tall, short, or in between,
don't matter to me we're all in this together forever.

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