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I Fell On Black Days

I fell on black days I suppose
The cries of the world grows
Confusion, anger, and sorrow.
We as Mankind look to take and borrow
From me and you
The weather, doom and blue
Danger, words are spoken
No more affection or gratitude of token


No more black days I suppose
The love of the world grows
Love, joy, and happiness to gain
We as Mankind accept no more pain
With Me and you
The weather, sunny and bright
Embrace, no more for a fight
All the affection and tokens of gratitude
I fell on black days, but we came and changed the mood.
--Dallas Z., Adult