Stairs
Up and down the stairs of life
No love in this morning light
We walk alone and yet we fight
We hurt ourselves untill the night
A new day begins and the stairs grow steeper
Just then that the pain is deeper
Falling up and tripping down
This life makes no sound
A life is nothing without it stairs
A life is nothing unless you care
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