Getting Over It--By Krysta Ray
The days are getting better,
The nights are getting longer.
The smile comes out, sometimes
More than it used too.
The loneliness consumes her, sometimes
More than it used too.
She wonders about the future, sometimes
More than she used too.
The pain consumers her, sometimes
More than it used too.
The laugh happens, sometimes
More than it used too.
The nights are getting longer,
The days are getting better.
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Getting Over It--By Krysta Ray
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