Feeling sorry aren't we,
Look your crying,
Pools of tears,
That feel the air with sorrow.
Waiting for a new day,
Too start tomorrow.
We find ourselves to be,
in another place.
Giving each other nothing but lies.
Nothing, is really that important or serious.
I feel myself failing,
waiting, waiting, waiting,
where are you??
I see, now
What a pity,
From here till now.
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