I can't cry over spoiled Milk anymore
The formitted smell will make you sick or kill you with the shit's
Sometimes pain hurts people differently
Some people cry out loud and others silently
Tears fall back into your eyes making you feel miserably
You begun to laugh at nothing and realize nothing is funny
You are having a temporary melt down moment
Thinking you are losing touch with reality
In actuality just today has left you behind
You start a fight with another person when its the same person
that's in your mind
This fight is a isolated incident that's going to take some time to resolve
You may not win this fight today or even longer
But you will live to fight another day and be in control tomorrow
One day all the crying will leave and all the pain will soak your shirt and leave a stain
The spoil milk will eventually evaporate into nothing leaving just a past
Tomorrow is almost here again sorrow is not your friend
Today will eventually end and tomorrow beautiful begins
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