Grief
It is a poem about life.
Sometimes life is fair
Sometimes is not fair
Grief is a thunderstorm
People feelings are deform
Or sometimes are deform
Been at the edge of breaking down
It feels like it cannot be reform
The endless memories of that town
Where all the bad was perform
Behind the warm clouds
There is a hope
On what was going on
Sometimes is not fair
Grief is a thunderstorm
People feelings are deform
Or sometimes are deform
Been at the edge of breaking down
It feels like it cannot be reform
The endless memories of that town
Where all the bad was perform
Behind the warm clouds
There is a hope
On what was going on
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