Dreary day

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Hiding away
On this dreary day

No one can see me now
I'll search within myself somehow

For something that makes sense
In life's false pretence

Time just slips away
The sky a dismal ashen grey

My numbness won't allow
Me to feel right now

Cynical in my own defence
Happiness is a past tense

Nothing left for me to say
On this dark and dreary day

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