I'm afraid of the hole
Mother of all present woe
Dwell between the center
Which giveth joy and pain
Turn bright light into foe darkness
Keeping away shinning start at night
As the moon fade away my shadow diminish
Drag me sleep but hope long me dawn
Yesterday made my failure
But tomorrow succeed my today
As the end sized the beginning
Only hold my patient to be hurt
My miserable burden covers me with shame
As long as happiness troubles my heart
Living in sorrow of misfortune
That made my whole heart had sore
When I sleep my pain is awake
I tremble over my voice of silent
Here comes a white dove with a rose
Your smile shall make me forget my pain.
©pearlmike
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