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Goes on n on,
A normal moment
n a breath stops,
n nthin cn b achieved further on.
Miserable,isnt it...dis crazy lyf...
n u keep mkin plans 4 da day u call "Tomorrow"
n u keep crying n wailing
4 all ur materialistic deficiencies n sorrow !!!
Der dat tree has grown tall n bushy,
Each of its brother envies it on,
n each passing dyspeptic watching with greedy eyes,
its fruits...ignorance is bliss n strong .
Cz da next day brought da storm,
n every single tree did fall,
no more envying minds n greedy eyes,
today its all a silent call !
Yes, 2day dat girl builds castles of gold,
4 tomorrow its all play n happiness,
bt da nyt takes away da girl's soul,
n tomorrow its all in vain n all dreams ceases !
Aint u see,
its all so clear,
wat use it is 2 cry 4 all u dun hv,
n tears 4 tomorrow's fears ?
Live fully 2day,
when u hv sense n breath !
n feel obliged n fortunate,
dat at least 2day...u r far away from death :')
