a burning tasteless mislead lie
a change in weather turns the shining sky
into grey and black and white
swirling about like a thief in the night
i take a sip, you take your grip
i try to run strait but continue to miss
why did i decide to turn
over into a cauldron of concern
a serendipitous white hot tear
10,000 ripped up folded fears
a chance to change, a moment around
but the bend of life will make no sound
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