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The Tragedy of Life

With empty hands, the scared souls

Are dead inside like broken bones

With plastic dreams, the shattered ones

Are done believing that there's life alone

 

**Its hard to believe there's more to life

when the skies turn tragic *****

 

When you're living in the world so high

with things unworthy of attention

There's none better than to embrace death

For it seems the only solution

Coz those who tread the path of life

are usually sacrificed and

 

**Its hard to believe there's more to life

when the skies turn tragic *****

 

The sun would wilt your soul

The wind would stunt your growth

The earth would hold your arms

until they aren't yours anymore

 

**Its hard to believe there's more to life

when the skies turn tragic *****

 

With nothing more left to say

the silent have acceded the throne

Those who were in the battle of speech

have been the ones who've gone

For life is a struggle to death coz

 

**Its hard to believe there's more to life

when the skies turn tragic *****

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sunpreet-arora
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Published
Sep 12, 2010
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