actions reactions, reactions then sorrow
time is the thing we, wish we could borrow
if i get a chance i, would not do this again
would fertile my soul, this empty barren plain
those horrible sights, those thorns beneath the flowers
these sleepless nights, these long lasting hours
what have i done to ever diserve this?
i might be dumb, but ignorance is no bliss
i have suffered enough, wish this could stop now
the life seems tough, its time i finally bow
i remember the words; they haunt me at night
"don't do this to youself; it will be a plight...
...pay no heed to this sadness, for soon it'll be over
happiness is around the corner; let the veil take its time
for everything good, will finally come alas
patience my friend, soon it'll pass."
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