Sunday, November 08, 2015

The Hard Part

The sun is in my eyes,
There's nothing I can do,
Except to turn my head to the darkness,
But then, I'd not see you,

Do you know what I mean when I say that?
You are a shining light,
That is worth staring into for my soul,
E'en if't means I 'ventu'lly lose my sight,

E'en if I have to die prematurely,
Whatever that does mean,
Lifetimes are wasted for one hundred years,
When the most's made by teens,
It's like cancer,
You don't know what you've got,
Especially after it's gone away,
For you've always e'er wanted what you've not.

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