As you know, they say
some people have all the luck
yesterday, I slept
only kneel and pray
understand nothing but pain
killjoy, what the fuck
notice that I wept
onto my pillow for years
watch how they complain
they know naught but pride
how people live for so long
evermore, so snide
yet, nothing is wrong
so long as all of my tears
are kept in a jar
yes, [*] they won't go far
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