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Life doesn't always make sense.
love doesn't always make sense.
Life is full of bridges.
Love is full of stitches.
Stitches you only find in life bridges you only cross in love.
Life is like riding a rollercoaster, full of ups and downs.
Love is that rollercoaster, there's always twist and turns.
Life needs money because living is an  expensive ring.
Money needs love, it's humble because its can't buy the incentive love brings
It brings happiness in life.
No love, life literally  loses its little luxuriance.
In life we make love.
In love we make life.
The piquancy of life is love.
The piquancy of love is love.
me don't cry,  men don't cry.
we tuck it in, we pass it by
emotions are for babes
as if that's not lame.

boys don't cry that's what they say
we grew up believing the other side of the tray
anxiety, pain, emotions we keep  at bay
and you think we won't die of depression and emotional disarray

I have always had execrable taste for foolishness
boys don't cry?  that's sheer stupidness
yes we live in a credulous society
that's insouciant to values and humanity

but listen and listen good
men do cry, it's not a disgrace to our manhood.
snap of that make believe since chidhood
it's pretense, that's the point we misunderstood.

it's sheer hubris to say man up.
it's not some kind of duty;  abdicate that throne.
cos in the end, we all give up.
i feel, i cry, i dont hold up emotions, and guess what?. that is my aberrant behavior

so cry when it hurts
feel pain when you're burnt
pour emotions out, it help keeps you sane.
so you don't write a note that you'll sign with your name.
life became a chain and bound me
I couldn't move
restricted to smile
feelings of shackles I can't deny.

like an executioner it gazed at me
tied to be hanged
inflicted with fear
feelings of death I can't deny

like a terrible grade it reduce my worth
garrulously ranting my failure
reduced my confidence to nothing
feelings of regret I can't deny.

life literally lost it's light
like a liver with no liver
a walking dead
feelings of pain is all I can define.

— The End —