dark world
the looks of this world is ugly
when u see the sun u see the beauty
but really when its dark it could never be darker
its lonely and it feels unreal
the fairytale i imagined will never be here
god has given me my son to show him the footsteps of life
but despite this cruel and unusual world
he to will feel the presence of bitter dark
the uglyist part is we walk here in eachothers footsteps to see the wrath of the devils work.
when u see the sun u see the beauty
but really when its dark it could never be darker
its lonely and it feels unreal
the fairytale i imagined will never be here
god has given me my son to show him the footsteps of life
but despite this cruel and unusual world
he to will feel the presence of bitter dark
the uglyist part is we walk here in eachothers footsteps to see the wrath of the devils work.
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