The time that was lost
delivered its cost
the pain it brought
covered my heart with a frost
This life never fair
others they stare
it's sack cloth and ashes
this garment I wear
They watch as I cry
not one caring why
they all think that I'm crazy
why must children die
So now while I mourn
and sit here forlorn
I have one giant question
why the hell were we born
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