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"Ends"
What's the use in arms
if there is no one left
to hold.
What's the use in telling truth
when there is two many
lies being told.
What's the use in legs
when there is nowhere left
to run.
What's the use in looking up
staring at the sun.
What's the use in lips
when there is no one
left to kiss.
What's the use in heaven
when there is no such
thing as bliss.
What's the use of heartbeats
If there is no one left
to love.
Whats the use of peace
If hawks eat wingless
doves.
What's the use of letters
the letters of love
I will never send.
Everything is dead and buried
in the bloody end.
if there is no one left
to hold.
What's the use in telling truth
when there is two many
lies being told.
What's the use in legs
when there is nowhere left
to run.
What's the use in looking up
staring at the sun.
What's the use in lips
when there is no one
left to kiss.
What's the use in heaven
when there is no such
thing as bliss.
What's the use of heartbeats
If there is no one left
to love.
Whats the use of peace
If hawks eat wingless
doves.
What's the use of letters
the letters of love
I will never send.
Everything is dead and buried
in the bloody end.
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