I see that you see
Fridays been and done.
How do you feel,
In the cold light of the sun.

I see the white gaunt face,
Eyes red with the blood
Of the dead.
I see the dead stare.

I know that life won't ever care,
But that's a lesson -
Not a destroying quality,
In yourself you will find quality.

You will find what makes you "you",
You'll find yourself and heal yourself,
Don't take anyone else's word as fact,
Life, Lust and Love are ******* and that's a fact.

But to learn
One once burnt,
And to burn
A lesson is learnt.

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