This ode I write
Is supposed to be bright
Full of happiness
A piece of feeling honest
Dedicated to the one
Whom I always want
But too much pain
That I have gained
Derailed my focus
And makes me curse
The life I abhor
And the love I hope for
Along the way
I felt so gay
But the feeling subside
When I was taken for a ride
The life I gave
Became a grave
The joy disappeared
The bliss evaporated
And this wonder
Was actually a blunder
And now I move on
To leave this tension
Into the horizon
Into a new direction
Hopefully this time
I may discover
The perfect climb
To find the letter
Written with honesty
And stuff that’s godly
guala!
guala!
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