The world is spilt up into a million different pieces
There's the smiles
The joyful
The laughter
And the happiness
And then there's the pain
The anger
The fear
And the sadness
I, am one of the latter
So while the smiles smile
And the laughter laughs
While the happiness sings
And the joyful dance
I'll stay here, in my little dark cave
I'll stay here
And cry the worlds troubles away
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Wrote a song about this so I decided to change it a bit and make it into a poem!
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The End Of The Road
PoetryPoetry for the dead and dying. For the ones just done trying. Here's the words for you. It's a bloody dream come true. I can't promise it'll help you get through. But if your mind is dark It'll leave its mark It'll make your bleeding heart Just t...