Sad side
Sad like a dark polluted sea
under a rusty bridge
and the cloudy foggy sky
Pass some happy
throw away the sad
smile let go of pain
is that possible?
Augmented depression
hey, lift this veil
and think it over
Sad so wrong sometimes to be
when there's nothing to control you
when there is something
you make it seem so filthy
More than a little less than a lot
is that what you are searchin' for
Wake up earlier than noon
don't start from the moon
cause again you'll end up alone
in the city's dessert jungle
poem by Roger Bewman
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