sometimes I wonder
why was I born?
to live in this world
where hatred is the theme
and love is lost
in the deep blue sea
you can see it
but you won't risk yourself
to go at such length
to find life's answers
so instead we did our worst
we live in this world
we don't make the best of it
we die in deep frustation
we lived our lives
with agony tearing us apart
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