Feels so strong!
Feels so wrong!
Waiting for so long!
Where does this feeling belong?
What's the matter?
What's the thing?
What's the thing?
Why things shatter?
Why does it sting?
It's a riddle,
Somewhere in middle.
When time is bad,
And in sadness you giggle.
And it all happens so,
That things catch their flow.
That things catch their flow.
Still there is a feeling that doesn't go,
A feeling that you know will make you feel low.
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good!
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