BETTER DAYS
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cloudy days, pouring rain a mask on your face disguising the pain crying, tragedy, more bad news inside and out, bruised black and blue is this all that life has to offer? crushing blow after blow, it seems each strike gets harder not softer keep your chin up, hold your head up high wipe the tears off your face, there’s no more need to cry looking into that crystal ball, through all the haze looking into the future, I see better days I see sunny days with birds chirping no more torment, laughing, jeers or smirking I see no more pain written so plainly on your face instead, joy, happiness, and love won the battle and is seen in its rightful place so when you feel that you are about to go down when you feel the pressure bearing on you and that you are about to drown hold your head up and keep on going keep your pace and never start slowing remember, God works in mysterious ways and after stormy weather always comes better days
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