Oh, Lowly lullaby
Why do you always cry all the day away
Oh, Lowly lullaby
Why do you try when you know we're all going to fade away
Oh, Lowly lullaby
Why do you even care this isn't your cross to bare
Oh, Mister mystery
Would you cry if I were to die today
Oh, Mister mystery
Why do you always say that it's me you need
Oh, Mister mystery
Look what you have done there's no where left to run
Oh, Mister mystery
Why did you believe that I would forgive you
Oh, mister mystery
why look what you've done there's no more time to run
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This Is It Isn't It
PoetryThings I should have said when I had the chance. A assortment of different types of poetry and things.
