
Burning daily in this torture
The grief I always feel the same
I cannot accuse anyone
Yet I seem to get the blame
When looked onto the sky
I see sad face turns grey
And I’m fried in this flame
The fault is who’s I can’t say
The mess I’m going through
Jumbled my organs inside
Everything I see becomes flue
I only wish when to die
Who are you in my past?
The joy I lived once never lasts
Suddenly appearing from nowhere
You took my present share
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