Being happy in small things and breaking off the cycle of life.
Tears fall down the cheek like drops of rain on the window pane,
Sour they might be but they bear emotional strain,
Rained down by words that are slashed with human tongue,
And that belong to the loved ones whose words are a song.
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Life be so bright, so colourful and so beautiful,
All you got to do is open your eyes and see,
Everything all around you and pull,
A moment to pay the inexpensive fee.
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This place that I grew up in,
Seems strange 'cause I remember nothing,
No joy of being with loved ones,
And no tears been wiped out.
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The trees that shed leaves in seasons,
Cut a part of their life they lived,
And as new and fresh leaves grow,
The pain of the lost ones are long forgotten.
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Every time you look at me and smile at me,
Feels like heaven just passed by me,
The sweet sound of your laughter does more than make my day,
Yet why do I feel so alone even though I am with you.
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