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unheard
no one to purge on
Nobody can hear your sincere voice
It is not a new day, It is not a new dawn
you are not celebrating your spirit in rejoice
It is a gloomy celebration indeed
You lay awake in the dark
And to these dark thoughts do you feed
And gosh do they hark!
Sorrow has become your companion
It is easy, you don’t have to go and knock on someone’s door
Effortless , This relationship is an ongoing yen
Sorrow quickly wipes the tears from your hearts weeping floor
But sorrow is not the right safe haven
What can you do with a monochromatic color?
You sometimes wish you were a raven
To scream your hurting, to finally grind those unattended emotions with a muller
