I don't know what it is. But sometimes I get The Happiness, and it's like I don't have a care in the world.
Except I do. I care about everyone and everything. I feel like a sun in the middle of a thunderstorm, trying to shine through the darkness.
Sometimes I succeed. Others, I don't.
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Heartbroken_Poet_Writer
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Tell Sam that he's dead, it's not a lie, it's true-
that we'll never again be friends, never again be true blue.
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Tell Gina to hug, tell Forrest not to cry-
because we all know that his death is not a lie.
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RIP Shawn Ross Martin, May 1995-December 2006
that we'll never again be friends, never again be true blue.
-
Tell Gina to hug, tell Forrest not to cry-
because we all know that his death is not a lie.
-
RIP Shawn Ross Martin, May 1995-December 2006