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Better Days

When all hope is gone in this world of ours I just wait for night, the passing hours And when the time comes, I gaze up at the stars Gives me inspiration, to write these 16 bars Pick up a pen and express what I feel This world has become a vision unreal It's become darker than charcoal Satan's mark is all over our souls I hope that one day we shall change our ways I just close my eyes and try to imagine better days

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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