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Submitted: January 30, 2018

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Submitted: January 30, 2018



If sadness is a pencil
If life rolls down a hill
Then night and day are one
And I never have fun
I always cry a ton
My pillow soaks the tears up
My thoughs seem to erupt
Then I sleep for a day
And wish my problems away
But surely when I wake
They always seem to stay
Maybe it's time to go
But what do I really know
It might hurt family and friends
But I just want pain to end
Tears of blood roll down
And I even still can only frown
Nothing feels to help me now

So what do I do
Can I dump my hurt all on you?
You've always been there for me
And I just want to be cut free
That is all I need
Someone who knows
Someone to heat me in the snow
Someone to direct me to the propler way to go.

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