When I’m morose and lonely
and up at night
I wonder why
All sad people write
Is there a pain
That makes their hand move
Are their stains of a dirty past
They strive to remove
Did someone
Take their heart away
With no evident reason
Are they still going to stay
Was their once wretched soul
Now resentful
Is there a pain of arms or magnets
That’s causing this pull
When I’m morose and lonely
and up at night
I wonder why
All sad people write
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