Best Poems About / On SAD
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Sad In Blue (a lyric)
Sad sad sad in blue
For sad sad sad you
The moon is all bluish tonight
The night is all dark out side
Nowhere to run
Sad sad sad in blue
Into the night hold me tight
Love me babe I need some light
What's wrong and what's right
When shadows dwell and abide
Sad sad sad in blue
For sad sad sad you
The moon is all bluish tonight
Is there some star shoot in sight
To wish upon
For sad sad sad you
Into the night take a flight
Feelings, touch, everything out sight
Love me with feelings ok
Come come babe now closer stay
Sad sad sad in blue
For sad sad sad you
The moon is all bluish tonight
Is there some star shoot in sight
To wish upon
For sad sad sad you
Peter S. Quinn
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Sad
sad for all the time my embrace was empty of you
sad for being stubborn to be sad
sad for touching objects baring your presence
sad for not touching you...
sad for re adi ng your name everywhere i turn
sad for all the blue jackets other men should not have worn
sad for all my weak spots left to be weak
sad to open my eyes in the morning
sad for a cruel truth not even dreams can survive
sad without dreaming
sad of nothing to hope for
sad for still seing beautiful things worth for you to know
sad...
just what she is not
Cristina Geanta
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Sad
Sad
Not Bad
Sad
No Wad
Sad
Not Hard
Sad
Not Mad
Sad
No Joker Cards
In my Backyard
Sad
Not Glad
Sad
Happiness I once had
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
Sylvia Chidi
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Sad Day
Sad, sad, day
Just when it seems
That life joyfully gleams
Sad, sad, day
Is brought our way,
Sad day, Go away
Go away, sad day,
Little Johnny want's to play
So, sad day, just hide behind the sun,
Little Johnny wants to be happy and have some fun
Sad, sad day
This sorrow is just nature's way,
Showing something isn't right,
It does no good to try and fight
the sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, day
But we can wish that it will go away,
And it will, someday, someday, someday, someday, someday, someday, someday.
Wether it be, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday or Sunday,
The sad day shall dissappear like a migician's assistant,
If only our search for happiness is ever so persistent.
chad fisher
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