Oh lonely day
Why must you take your toll on me?
Why must I be alone in this world?
Everyone has left me.
Not on purpose,
Oh lord I hope not,
But I will be fine.
I have "other" friends.
Oh endless night
Why are you so long?
It has been hours
And the moon still shines.
She is beautiful
More then her sister sun.
But she is shy.
And only appears when I should be asleep.
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What Life is Like
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