Shadows of the day:
Shadows casting on my walls, as you are shifting through the halls.
Making it seem like you don’t really care.
But I know the truth in thee.
Yet it seems like I can only see.
That you are too handsome and too perfect, for me.
When I see your smiling face, it makes me feel like such a disgrace.
Why do you think it's so funny?
And if you don’t come home tonight, I'll cry.
And if you don’t come home tonight, I might just die.
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