Book Life

Book Life

Most of
your learnin’s
from the
past

The glory
& triumph
of others

You just
addin it
to your
story

The book
of your
life

Belongin to
someone else

Anyone can
pick it
up

Rummage through
and dump
it in
a can

Boy, what
a life

Without guts
and glory

Now like
a dead
meat

Lyin on
the floor

Broken and
shaken

The will
all gone

All that
remains

A few
pages of
evolution

Bound by
the pins
of time

Caution: This might be all theory

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