"Morning has broken"

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Woke up, tears rolling down my face
Like rain slowly falling off the roof,
The burden of my life slowly digging its way out of my head, pushing on my skull, cracking my ribs
My tears stopped, a smile came to my lips, a poisoned smile.
Slowly fade off, leaving my face empty
The emptiness of a dark room filled with nothing else but the absence of light
A bad day, that's what it was going be
My alarm went off, a song played
"Morning was broken"

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 17, 2018 ⏰

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