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The beauty of a day is taken by betrayal. |
| I remember yesterday The smell of the ocean Waves that crashed against the rock cliff Sweet warm rays from the high sun The stunning daffodils in bloom But the beauty disappeared A friend’s shadow went away Loyalty jumped into the sea like a suicide Betrayal stained the waters like a blood-filled grenade And I stood alone as the sunset came The tides changed course when the moon rose But tainted they remained Then morning came and my shadow was lonesome I remember yesterday |