hyperbole
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Is it easier to know
That the wrath in the eye of an angry lover
Has been forged in that
Which will forever be stronger than malice
That the smile on her face,
I wish I were among the stars
There is better than where we are
I'd shine above the world below
And sparkle when I wanted so
Down here on solid ground there's hate
Life comes with all this stress and weight
The door slammed shut
into my five year old face
I was just a little girl
and I was already in this place
I crawled into bed
Nearly three months of joyful bliss,Are soon to be cut short and sorely missed,For tomorrow commences a new era in time,It marks the death of summertimeChildren no longer may bask in the sun,
The man proclaimed he was a genius:
they scoffed and asked for proof.
He looked them straight in both their eyes, said:
"Sirs, the first from you."
