The end of the Parade

January 16, 2014

Ballons all over the room

The flashing cameras flash

The tears we yet have to cry

Yes its a celebration

The bunch of the crowd

Yet one feels like it aint right

The music mellow in disguise

A marching band and the lonely one

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