Yesterday gone
Nothing to say or feel sad
It has its moments in life
It has its benefits sometimes
The rain still cry
The angels tears from the sky
Every fall the sad tales in life
The political swords clashing in sight
Yesterday gone
The fireworks fly
Blooming up in the sky
A moment of joy in light
Though many will cry
Ushering the New Year
The ground of fire lit up
The tears of angels cry
Yesterday gone
The sad tales hit the ground
The political words clashing in sight
The fireworks fly
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