Seeking Life

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The moments in life,

when you cannot predict the storm, 

Before the tornado of anger,

There comes the hurricane of fear.

The sadness has risen, 

That time has come,

Can't seem to smile anymore,

And you can still say everything is fine,

But still, you cry yourself to sleep.

Keep the people thinking you're so strong, 

Even though you know every part of you is weak.

Make them believe there is nothing wrong,

For they will never seak.

Seak to find some truth as you lay in a basket of lies,

Keep them coming from your lips,

Keep them present in my ears,

As they echo inside the mind of ours,

To keep the sadness cycle brawl.

Forever more, will they hush down to you.

Forever will you never look them in their eyes as you tell their own truth.

For if you were to read my mind, there would be tears in your hide.

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