I used to think that without him,
There would be no sun after rain,
No hapiness after pain,
Without him there would be no joy forever more,
The world would be but a bore.
But now I see how blind I used to be,
Loving him was never meant for me,
You see, after him there was no rain for the sun to come after,
No pain before the hapiness and laughter,
After himthere was joy forever more,
And the world was everything but a bore!
regards,
diddy ali
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