As I await my fate today
I don't know if there ever will be a way
Any answer will only
Keep us from being a little lonely
A real life is not for this life
I see only in its path strife
A lot of damage collaterally
Some broken hearts internally
It's best to keep expectations none
Then we won't be burnt by the sun
A pint of happiness every day
Is all I ask from this day
A pinch of melancholy
Is what I strive
Any more doses and I will just die
Much before those gates pearly
It cannot be sin
This much I know
Two broken hearts sown together in
And a smile again on my lips to show
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