Dear life
What are you?
What is earth,
but a planet where death aspires
What is home,
but a place where sadness breeds
What is the heart,
but a thing that suffers in stone
What is love,
but a bond meant to be broken
What is family,
but people meant to leave
What is a laugh,
but a cover for sadness
What is beauty,
but a face meant to age
What is the mind,
but a place where vial thoughts are concieved
What is life,
but meant to to be taken
What is a soul,
but light that consumes you in darkness
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