Up there

January 22, 2010
The room is dark and filled with sorrow.
With little hoope for tomorrow.
Never will i see your smile again.
So sad how your road had to end.
People all around me cry.
Buit there tears are all lies.
Is the snow still white up there?
Do you even still care?
Are the tree's still green?
Is it the same up there?
Is it the same

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