An Unsung song
Make a joke and I will sigh
And you will laugh and I will cry
Happiness I cannot feel
And love to me is so unreal
And so as you hear these words
Telling you now of my state
I tell you to enjoy life
I wish I could but it's too late
-- Paranoid, Black Sabbath
And you will laugh and I will cry
Happiness I cannot feel
And love to me is so unreal
And so as you hear these words
Telling you now of my state
I tell you to enjoy life
I wish I could but it's too late
-- Paranoid, Black Sabbath
posted by Kumari at 8:40 PM
1 Comments:
Here is a sigh to all those who love me,
And a smile to all those who hate,
And whatever the sky is above me,
Here is a heart for any fate !
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Such was the Muse whose rules and practice tell. 'Nature's chief masterpiece is writing well.
An Essay on Criticism - Part III by Alexander Pope
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