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Jaded as a crimson rose, feeling lost and down
Onery as a curling snake, bitten once to often
Sorrow seems to hold me tight, tightening my grip
Kicking cats might be some fun, then I know I'm blue
When my thoughts turn to hurting, hurting I am in
Pitiful and dejected feeling, as my tears subside
Tired and worn throughout my bones, sleeping doesnt work
Wistful wretched wreck I am, wreaking gloom around
Misery reaks all around, rainclouds hover over
Drowning in a ocean full, low tide trickles in
Drizzley droopy dingy day, won't the night take over
Alack alas I grumble softly, Jaded as a rose
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And as she plays,
her sweet song of laughter
floats through the air
and warms my heart
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