A New Life

A New Life

Struggle gives
you Life

And you
think

Rest is
good

You sleep
till you

Become idle
& of
no use

Then the
clock strikes

Your teeth
shattered

You look
for your
mom

Cryin out
with the
blood spillin

It is
not a
pretty sight

The days
build

A brand
new you

You look
all golden

Out in
the sun

You look
for action

World, here
I come
again

Into your
arms

Caution: This might be all theory

 

 

 

 

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