Feb 2015
It hurts
to think why
The days are passing by
there once was life
no cursing the sunshine
Once was hope
a reason to live
but all seems lost
lying down to die
waiting to be judged
by the night
to think why
The days are passing by
there once was life
no cursing the sunshine
Once was hope
a reason to live
but all seems lost
lying down to die
waiting to be judged
by the night
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)
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