People don't care
How hard your living is
What your circumstances are
They will keep stepping on you
for their own petty reasons
They will keep lying
for their own profits

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I will go on surviving
until I 'm no longer needed
Then I will thank God for finally setting me free

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Broken people
picking each other's pieces
is fucking poetry

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He was aching to feel something
while praised for being stoic

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He blend his heart
with ink
to write
what he can't speak

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He 's got no words
People expecting
People wondering
what will those lips say

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You won't find me
covered in white sheets
I will wait for you
I promise

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He was not afraid of death
He was patiently waiting for his turn

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I am that phase of your life
which is meant to be forgotten

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This pandemic made me realise
How delicate life is
No matter what ideals you bear
how gutsy your heart is
Reaper will take your soul
No matter how much burden you carry
I just want to say I am thankful
For the love you ve bestowed upon me
But life is thinner than a strand
So you should always be ready
to see a world
World which is without me

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