Who does not let passion control his will,
Who gets rid of his mental greed to ****,
Most perish in understanding the fact of life,
Assuming each day they walk on sharp knife,
It's easy to console someone you care for,
But gets ugly when the demand rises more,
In a matter of time, everything changes,
People we cared for become strangers,
Deep in the mind buried are the accuses,
Reasoning out why one lives with such abuses,
Curses from bleeding emotion spits in motion,
Drives us insane with the help of grinning potion,
It's evident that most of us give up easily,
To give way to the horrific deeds done evilly,
In a matter of time,we survive,
In a matter of time, we thrive,
In a matter of time, all is gone,
And lifeless we live cause life goes on...


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