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by Jason Aug 9, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
When I woke up this morning The sun, it was black The flowers had withered And the birds turned to bats My fruits were all lemons My sugar was bad I couldn't believe it I couldn't react I walked true the garden And saw it was dead No roses were blooming All cactus instead Remember the moon Down by the shed Once it was blue and now it is red