Sunset
I sit and watch the clouds go by, Do I give my life another try?
What happened to my zest for life?
Now buried under years of strife.
So while I sit and smell the flowers,
The clock just ticks away the hours.
It's really only up to me
To try and set all things just right
Or I can simply sigh and cry
Waitig for eternal night.
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