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life
Pain in the the absence of it
Sometimes it equal to loving
Sometimes it's the reason for pain and depression
Opposite of caskets and heavens
Running and chasing bread so that it can treat you better
Sometimes people get high off it and sway in breezes like feathers
Sometimes people only experience it shortly
Sometimes it's unappreciated
And then you have those people
Who Wake up everyday and they hate it
You also have those who waste it
Spend their time watching it rot away
Succumbing to nightfall and rarely ever experiencing day....
(I'm gonna finish this later and fix it and everything)
Sometimes it equal to loving
Sometimes it's the reason for pain and depression
Opposite of caskets and heavens
Running and chasing bread so that it can treat you better
Sometimes people get high off it and sway in breezes like feathers
Sometimes people only experience it shortly
Sometimes it's unappreciated
And then you have those people
Who Wake up everyday and they hate it
You also have those who waste it
Spend their time watching it rot away
Succumbing to nightfall and rarely ever experiencing day....
(I'm gonna finish this later and fix it and everything)
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