Changes
Why doe's things change
What was good goes bad,
How must one go on
Without things you once had.
Sitting there in a daze
Your mind out in space,
Where should you begin
What heardache do you erase.
Fell as if your being punished
Day's no longer have sun,
Just rain and dark clouds now
You wonder what you have done.
Then something just hits you
Perhaps a sign from above,
Nothing has really changed
You have just given up on love.
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