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Fun and laughter would always be there

but when they leave for just a second

silence sneaks into play

There is nothing to think about

my mind is blank

I start to occupy myself to waste the time

lying underneath the stars

i continue to soul search

suddenly like an unexpected tidal wave

these past memories of pain and emotions

tension builds up

and it comes purging out overflooding my head

leaking out from my two eyes

Nothing can be done

long gone and over with

i continue to lay under the stars

and wonder why there has to be so much

problems

in the

world