life was sorry n
thorn spread bed...
somebody came in..
to lessen the thorn
n support solace...
life was goin in haphazard way..
no way there happy n gay
somebdy came in
tryin to bring zing n zeal
in my life's tray...
life was like a forest
black and bleak
lost in the forest
it was me...
some bdy came in
struggled wid d sun...
to spread some light..
make d life bright...
life may be still
glum n in decay...
but it feels nice
dt smbdy is there
to abel-accolade....
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