I have to say some unsaid things
Before it is long
But it flys away, the song bird that sings
Am I the wrong
This lip is weary of a smile
With the world so vile
Of misters andmisses so senile
And a suicide beside the nile
Why do you take my bliss away
Even the mothers love fades away
Because hatred starts to sway
An unmovable hindrance on the way
I live with the unforgiven
With a woeful life that's liven
All the ove that I have given
Are from this world driven.........................
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