A Certain Sadness
A Certain Sadness
Time eventually becomes sad
With you becoming down
Even though it may not look bad
You will almost certainly get a frown
Sadness grows and swells up
Into your throat, gripping it hard
Fills a whole cup
As sings the sad bard
Life is terrible and awful
As is shown again and again
Though, you may be grateful
You’ve already heard the slogan
But you don’t want it anymore
After your soul and mind was bruised and sore
Written on January 7, 2020
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