Sorrow..
A young girl took out a knife,Trying to find relief, from all her Sorrow,
Tired of living this hopeless life,
One more cut, and there would be no tomorrow.
A man went to the cabinet and pulled out a bottle,
Tried to drink away all of his Sorrow.
Got on his bike, held down the throttle,
For him, there would be no tomorrow.
A soldier wakes up from his bad dreams,
Desperate for a way, to rid this Sorrow,
He ties a rope around the garage beam,
No more air, and no more tomorrow.
We're all trapped here,
So let's all escape this Sorrow,
Say I Love You to the ones that are dear,
Let's all wake up to no tomorrow..
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