Be thankful

A girl wakes up from her tired sleep

An unknown sorrow begins to flow

Warm blanket and soft pillows comforting her weep

The unwanted thoughts seemed to grow

The bright moon hurt her eyes

She cursed and changed where she lies

She closed her eyes and kept the nightmare

Another day to spare

Another girl wakes up from her cold sleep

Under the bridge, a mad wind starts to flow

No shelter covering her weep

Her weak plants seemed to grow

The view widened her eyes

She smiled and changed how she lies

She closed her eyes and kept the mere nightmare

Another day to spare

 

 

 

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