My Sad Life
I listen for any sound that could help,
I sit here where its lonely, dark, and *****,
Hoping a better life could be near,
Here is a place where I only see darkness,
No less or no more with tears,
Crying with no selter to shelter me from the cold damp rain,
Falling on my head as my tears do the same.
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