Sorrow
Everyday I sit in sorrow waiting for tomorrow, nothing changes the winds blow the clouds snow we wait for presents on Christmas eve night the moon shines bright the world filled with laughter but the world is filled with natural disasters tearing down homes crashing gnomes cracked face every one wants to erase family and friends die they all start to cry like someone pushes them down but they always find a way to get back up through life life is unfair world filled with air for people to breath but they get back up the bad stuff is in the past the pain won't last just live in the moment every day I sit in sorrow waiting for tomorrow bad things happen but I get through goodbye sun hello moon.
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