Dreary, gloomy, people crying.
Hiding in the house.
Laying on the ground.
Dreary, gloomy, people trying.
Sitting in the dark.
A whimper is their sound.
Woe is me,
dreary as can be.
Gloom is all,
that I can see.
Dreary, gloomy people crying...
crying in cupped hands.
Another day,
another scar.
J.A.Scott
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