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This Thing We Call Life


 

Life is such a scare

 

I mean damn it’s not even fair

 

Living in this thing we call life

 

Is just so trife


 

Don’t you always wonder why people have secrets

 

While others just try to peep it

 

Whispering through their ear

 

As the words travel  slowly through the air


 

Minds connecting , feelings starting

 

Tears dropping ,  during the parting

 

Full of despair when nobody even cares

 

Dropping to their knees , asking god please


 

Help me now , while I take this bow

 

Wait I realized why do I cry

 

When all they do is pry

 

I just have to say bye

 
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