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Why can’t I just be happy |
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I wrote a poem I’ll never read |
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If only the seasons could retreat, my winter wounds would heal this summer. |
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Beneath a heavy moon my heart cries for your return. |
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After the rains have ebbed my endless love will flow for you. |
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Taking the bubbling brook of life for granted is all very well, until it cracks and dries. |
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As the tears flow down my eyes , know that a new hope in me is about to rise...... |
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Every nightmare is a moment that can make us fear for tomorrow. |
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Depression is like a shadow; sometimes invisibly faint, sometimes so dense it smothers out all light. |
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"Marriage is nothing but the door of hell. |