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Life's A Bitch


Every time I gain a little ground Life comes along and knocks me back down. And when I get up, and I dust myself off This bitch looks at me, rolls her eyes, and scoffs. Now I've heard that life's a bitch, but I'd never believed it Some say she's a bully and now I'm starting to see it. She don't give a damn about you, or if you're having a bad day You'd better give her your attention, or there'll be hell to pay. Life ain't concerned at all about how much you cry, She will ride your ass until the day you die. She can be real unfair, and she can be cold But she can also be a gift, that's what I've been told. You only get one, so please treat her with care And heed my warning, or she'll be a burden to bare. If you neglect her you'll regret it until you're dead and gone, But Life, being the bitch that she is, will still continue on.
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supermlm
<p>amazing poem</p>

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