I feel so distraught when I try to
express myself
On the outside I'm like a sun shiny day,
but on the inside I'm a time bomb waiting to explode
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Sometimes I wonder who will mourn and who will rejoice on the day of my death Who will place flowers and who will dance on my grave? I like this stanza. but i need not to bother who will do what? your first posting is super. keep it up
thanks for the input and I will use the advice on my upcoming posts.