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Life


             Life                                      

 Life is that everlasting flower   

The flower that is always in constant bloom         

 People are that dying powder         

That cause the flower to slowly consume

People cause that flower to die

Just as fast as those birds fly

People don't care about the flower

They just care about the flowers sweet things

Only a few care to keep the flower in bloom

Only a few are worried they are doomed

The flower is life that everlasting thing

Life is something that is truly a blessing

Once you poor that powder on the flower

Life will descend and we will follow in a whirlpool of sorrow

Because life is that everlasting flower

Treat your flower correct

And we may just see tommorrow  

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