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Too Late To Change

Red red leaking true
My life has gone on too long.
Creating sad tears of blue
From they who sing my sad song.
Into the ground from a herse,
A Friar gets up to state the occasion.
My girlfriend pulls a tissue from a purse,
Mom and dad think 'Finally, a vacation! '
Though I lived my life full of glee,
It was a show, I put on for my peers.
I am not part of my familee.
And all I did was shed tears.
By now to cheer me up, it is too late.
No one can cry or pray me to stay.
Because all have done contributed to my fate,
Now all that is left, is the price to pay...

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