just at a time, i woke up this morning just
to see the sun.
when the night comes trouble comes, many may think
that the night is a period of res, but with, it's not
i prayed all night for morning to come,
i prayed all day for sun set not to reach,
because i know the troubles i encounter every sun set
joy may come in the morning, but sorrow at night
every one in his or her own bed room but no one knows
what's going on there
smiles, smiles, smiles on many faces but,
not knowing what await them during the night,
i regret so
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