Life
Life is like having a tick
irritating like when you get a prick
kinda like getting hit by a brick
Sometimes you want to let it go
But hold on you might find a glow
Walkin throug town you get a little down
But dont feel to suppressed
you will only come more depressed
Instead look at the good
And all that maybe could
Becaue one day is going to come
where joy will overcome to all those who have fun:)
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