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Why? Why do we let ourselves get attached? When we so plainly know it is never going to end well The amount of times we have to say bye has no end Why can't life be full of life and swell? Why do we have to go through all these tough moments? To learn a lesson? Whats the lesson in death? That it's near? That we only live once? I was a mother and he was my son It's not easy being there for a living creature Expecting, hoping for it to have the best in this life You know, subconsciously you know that it's run out of time with no cure And you try and try, but nothing helps and all you are left with is grief So called God is supposed to be the good guy But what is the sense in creating life if all he does is take it back These things is what makes me question the reality of this guy Is he real? Because I see no proof of him
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May 22, 2016
May 22, 2016 at 3:39 PM UTC
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Why? Why do we let ourselves get attached? When we so plainly know it is never going to end well The amount of times we have to say bye has no end Why can't life be full of life and swell? Why do we have to go through all these tough moments? To learn a lesson? Whats the lesson in death? That it's near? That we only live once? I was a mother and he was my son It's not easy being there for a living creature Expecting, hoping for it to have the best in this life You know, subconsciously you know that it's run out of time with no cure And you try and try, but nothing helps and all you are left with is grief So called God is supposed to be the good guy But what is the sense in creating life if all he does is take it back These things is what makes me question the reality of this guy Is he real? Because I see no proof of him
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May 22, 2016
May 22, 2016 at 3:39 PM UTC
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