It was a cold crisp night
The winter night was aglow
The moon was eclipsing
Looking like a bright orange
Dangling in the sky
I never take the time to look
To enjoy
To wonder why
My pain is all I know
It may be cold and crisp
It may be warm and dry
Still
I never take the time to look
To enjoy
Or ever wonder why
My pain is all I know
At times surrounded by beauty
I never blink an eye
I never smell the flowers
I pass as I walk by
I never take the time to look
To enjoy
Or to wonder why
My pain is all I know
Although sometimes I try
I never take the time to look
To enjoy
Or ever wonder why
My pain is all I know
No matter how hard I try
My pain is all I’ll ever know
Until the day I die.
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