My eyes are thick,
from lack of rest,
Because my way to you,
not yet addressed.
I'm fine in bed,
most nights I sleep,
Though now and then,
will my sadness creep.
To feel sad for nothing,
is to feel empty,
Because with this pain,
there is no memory.
You're sad just to be sad,
it's ugly on your face,
What lasted so briefly,
your happiness should not base.
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