Truth one demand us all,
Thoughts that come without our call.
Shivers and cold the other saw,
As the river flowed from start to shore,
Lies one seem to bear,
one's heart never cease to tear.
Pain one feels through his hair,
Tears he never wish to share.
Written & Created by J.C.T.H
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