They called it fate
And I call it an accident
The pain is Gone
But the sadness still exists
Death had never bothered me
Till I saw her Die
Certain Memories are Joy
And some are real pain
An early morning Song
Spreads its sadness on me for the whole day.
Whenever people smile,
I see the sadness that was to follow
And whenever people cired,
I saw the happiness that was waiting
Around the corner.
If this is Fate,
Then I’d hate it.
If this was meant to be an accident,
I’d rather live with it.
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