Something Tells Me Somethings Wrong
I wake up in the morningLife is all quiet
No sounds, no one moving around
Not even the crickets are chirping
I look outside my window
Not one bird singing or flying
It's eerie, this aloneness
I decide to walk through town
Still not a creature is stirring
My hairs are standing up on end
My guts are aching trying to tell me
But I keep hoping as I walk
Yet, a sinking feeling sweeps over me
And something tells me somethings wrong
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