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On Days Such As These
On days such as these,
The truth is harder to chew on,
The slient place is a safe haven,
The pathway to peace is darker and grey,
On days such as these,
Honesty seems dishonest,
And the peacemaker is the bad hat,
The turbulence of the storm makes the calm tensed,
On days such as these,
Some things are out of place,
All things sweet are bitter and cold,
Every thing usual feels off and odd,
On days such as these,
I wish the sun could sleep on a bed of roses and not get up,
I wish the moon could stay awake all daylong and not dose off,
I wish all wishes had a wish of theirs to make too.
So we could own a world of ours.
© InflamedArt
The truth is harder to chew on,
The slient place is a safe haven,
The pathway to peace is darker and grey,
On days such as these,
Honesty seems dishonest,
And the peacemaker is the bad hat,
The turbulence of the storm makes the calm tensed,
On days such as these,
Some things are out of place,
All things sweet are bitter and cold,
Every thing usual feels off and odd,
On days such as these,
I wish the sun could sleep on a bed of roses and not get up,
I wish the moon could stay awake all daylong and not dose off,
I wish all wishes had a wish of theirs to make too.
So we could own a world of ours.
© InflamedArt
