Oh
What would I do without Misery?
My sister at arms
What is a day
Not tinged with gray?
Who couldn't she ****** with her charms?
If shes always there
Happiness has no place
Get out!
She says with a frown on her face
Misery is a tragic beauty
Like a frown behind a smile
I invited her in
Told her to stay for awhile
If I wasn't sad who would I be?
Misery loves company
And I am always free
May 30, 2016
May 30, 2016 at 10:06 PM UTC
Oh
What would I do without Misery?
My sister at arms
What is a day
Not tinged with gray?
Who couldn't she ****** with her charms?
If shes always there
Happiness has no place
Get out!
She says with a frown on her face
Misery is a tragic beauty
Like a frown behind a smile
I invited her in
Told her to stay for awhile
If I wasn't sad who would I be?
Misery loves company
And I am always free
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