I’d cry if I could be sad,
shout if I could be mad,
expect something different
if different wasn’t always
the same.
I’d sing a tearful song,
hold a note just as long
as I can hold a smile
that means nothing to me
or you.
When the day comes ‘round
light is no longer found
in a world where darkness
sits atop its frozen throne
and calms,
That is when this gaze will find
another soul of like mind
and prove wrong the notion
that the end of all time is
too late.
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