Running through the woods ,I lost my way,
It was an empty morning and an empty day
It was a place where I never wanted to stay,
There was less to listen more to say
I walked alone through the bay,
I was smiling but I was not gay
My life was more of nay,
And less of yay
Hell and heaven were far away,
My life was full of dismay
Everything was spoiled nothing was okay,
My life was an open book, there was nothing to portray,
It was a dare to die play,
With rules I couldn't convey
Everything was black and grey,
It was an empty morning and empty day
Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 6:55 AM UTC
Running through the woods ,I lost my way,
It was an empty morning and an empty day
It was a place where I never wanted to stay,
There was less to listen more to say
I walked alone through the bay,
I was smiling but I was not gay
My life was more of nay,
And less of yay
Hell and heaven were far away,
My life was full of dismay
Everything was spoiled nothing was okay,
My life was an open book, there was nothing to portray,
It was a dare to die play,
With rules I couldn't convey
Everything was black and grey,
It was an empty morning and empty day
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