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By Dark Ocean Date: 2009 Apr 17 Comment on this Work [[2009.04.17.01.32.26005]] |
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When will this tragedy turn comedy? When will this endless night turn to day? I see the moon sometimes, or a myriad of stars and for a moment my lips curl upward in a sad smile But clouds hide stars tonight and the sun won't shine for me anymore. He is a stranger to me now, my love, my sunshine, my friend. I never knew the sun could be so cold |