Petals In The Grass
Song of Sorrow
Thoughts are overwhelming
Cut the ties to joy
Singing the song of sorrow
As the mirror stares back in anquish
Not liking what I see
I ready for the day
Not liking what I feel
I lay down to torment
Comforted by the fact
I have to face no one
Except myself
Everything is unimportant
To me
Disappointed by what is
Cut the ties to joy
Singing the song of sorrow
As the mirror stares back in anquish
Not liking what I see
I ready for the day
Not liking what I feel
I lay down to torment
Comforted by the fact
I have to face no one
Except myself
Everything is unimportant
To me
Disappointed by what is
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Song of Sorrow
Song of Sorrow