how i wanted everything
how i made it even ring
life is like this way
so many nope and nay
life can glue together
not always fair weather
sour thoughts may not come
memories may just scum
sanity u may lose
quickly choose
the spun and woven thread
may not give color red
i call to say i am fine
all i have is quarter wine
typecast me into thee
mix in and set free
i care no said thing
i have no final sting
i may or maynot be
to be or not to be
the world is fair sometime
not the only word sublime
you got another finding
at my happy ending
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