Sometimes I’m down
And altogether this place sure is somber
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With the eerie clouds
And shouts of delirium
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Everyone has a reason to get out
And the smoke rises as our minds spin
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Once we reach the end
The end of a long road
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We lean to the stars
And I’ll be in vain in the ever pain
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The smoky clouds come closer
And the somber faces smile
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They fill my heart
In this asylum that mentors my mind
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But my heart keeps spinning
Feeling glee and repelling what I know
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This smoky somber place
Filled with dark clouds
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My mind tries to conjure bliss
As I keep walking the long, hard road
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However, I don’t walk alone
Like many with our somber, smiling faces we go
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by Bazooka Teaches
About the Creator
Bazooka Teaches
A regular Joe that is just surviving the struggle. Loves to write and is constantly fighting the forces of evil.
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