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Why

Sitting here all alone on my 
empty bed 
Wondering why life seems so 
hard and ruff 
Wish someone could tell me 
why all the hatred in this world 
today 
As the tears fall from my face 
like steady flow of a river 
Why oh why this is a book I've 
never read 
These are the years that's 
spent 
These are words that's never 
said (why is what I keep 
asking) 
Why most of my loved ones are 
gone above in heaven so 
quickly in a year 
And I'm still here left all alone 
Asking god for answers ill never 
know 
As I hear that summer rain 
hitting my window panes 
Feeling gloomy and lost many 
questions still yet to tell 
Why do I seem to use words 
that may cut the deepest like a 
knife to thee heart

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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