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They say to fight They say, 'What did you do?" Did you climb? Did you claw? Did you scream? Did you grasp? They say many things, without realizing that life is worst than death! It's not the pain nor the sores. It's not old age nor it's glory It's not the debt nor it's riches It's not the loss nor its fame It's not the lows but the Highs The happiness The joy The thrill It's Life that haunts me that disappoints that kills that killed They will ask you they always do. When death calls on you, What did you do? Im happy to say, I took its cup and drank and drank and drank some more till no drop was left For mercy's death.
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Nov 7, 2020
Nov 7, 2020 at 1:59 AM UTC
They say
They say to fight They say, 'What did you do?" Did you climb? Did you claw? Did you scream? Did you grasp? They say many things, without realizing that life is worst than death! It's not the pain nor the sores. It's not old age nor it's glory It's not the debt nor it's riches It's not the loss nor its fame It's not the lows but the Highs The happiness The joy The thrill It's Life that haunts me that disappoints that kills that killed They will ask you they always do. When death calls on you, What did you do? Im happy to say, I took its cup and drank and drank and drank some more till no drop was left For mercy's death.
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Nov 7, 2020
Nov 7, 2020 at 1:59 AM UTC
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