Laughing is but a diversion
From the overwelming depression
That is none other than life
In which we heedlessly strife
Happiness is but a detour
From the dark and lonely downpour
That is our poor existance
Joy is but a trance
Take this as you will, but you shant change my mind
I will hold this still, until the day I die
Sadness opens the eyes so clearly
And brings the truth to light
Fear blind joy, should thee
For that only brings you night
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