Another day alone
Another day by myself
Another of looking
At your picture on a shelf.
Another day of tears
Another day of questions
Another day of hoping
That I have learned my lesson.
Another day without you
Another day I fear
Another day that's closer
To being thankful you're not here.
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My dad is mad, really really bad, his face is sad, he likes rad.
You’d never know her secret She hides it with a smile Demons invade her head They have for quite a while.
Another year gone, passed away, And so here I am, upon this day: Older, not wiser, still dreaming, Beads of worry constant gleaming, Though making it work, somehow, With all the nothing I'm endowed.
Spring is here. Spring is there. Spring is everywhere. In the spring. I feel a sting. From a bee. That I always see. So if you feel a sting. In the spring. From a bee. That you always see.
My misery can not be easily explained, my life partner gone, unbearable sorrow has left me stained.
I know it's wrong, I wish I could just stop, bad habits take control, something I wish I could drop. It never fails, just when I think I'm good, evil loves to return, this is understood.
I'm searching for an answer To the simple question why And all I see are bruises That you have laid upon my eye.
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