Sweet Sorrow
Sweet sorrow
promise yet another tomorrow.
which footsteps do I follow?
Who's eyes can I borrow?
Cause my own seem to be in the dark, covered with dust.
How can I trust a vision so unclear?
Is the nature you posses true or am I blindsided by your beauty?
Sweet sorrow -
little of you is better than none.
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