Sad, Isn't It?

Do you know of the cloud

Did you know it follows you round

Whether you’re blessed or you’re proud



Do you know of pain

If so, then you know all life it will remain

And that you can’t maintain if you contain

The sullen



The sullen and aborted eyes which can’t cry

Because all life is locked inside,



Sad, isn’t it?

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