sorrow inside the house

tomorrow i will die
the tears run down my face
taste the bittersweet of hope
fear the eyes of life

tomorrow i will die
the eyes of others will cry
taste the death that will arise
fear the hope of life

tomorrow i will die 
the tears of others will soon fade away 
death will near with tast of happyness
and fear nothing but tomorrow’s fear

February 26

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