funny how happiness seems always
to give way to sadness
and the warmest of days end in lonely nights
you hear the blue tune of the world
sharp and dissonant
colder than a moonless sky
stop to listen and your ears will start to ring
you'll hear the crackle of breaking
pieces that cannot be mended
sadness is in your vision
maybe no one sees you cry
and you wonder
will you see dawn before your hope dies?
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