Begins with a soulful tear
That drops into the soil
And spreads throughout the land
As if a wildfire,
It brings rain in the sunniest of regions,
And darkness during the summertime.
The saddest of all sad things
Begins with you and me,
Your broken heart,
And my torn soul,
Blackened by clogged happiness,
The dreadful pull of pain lingers
Forever throughout our muscles,
There is no break nor escape
From this sadness,
It is as eternal as our souls.
The saddest place in the world
Seems to be the memory of pain
Tattooed in our brains.
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