Hiding away
On this dark and dreary day
No one can see me now
I'll search within myself some how
For something that makes sense
In life's false pretense
Time just slips away,
The sky a dismal ashen gray
My numbness won't allow,
Me to feel right now
Cynical in my own defense,
Happiness is now past tense
Nothing left for me to say
On this dreary day
- Christy Ann Martine
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