It never really helped
The love or the hate

The sadness or the guilt
Or that incessant heartache

You made your choice
And you held onto it

Sometimes passing in a blink
Others, a ceaseless marathon

Because what is happiness
Without its fair share of pain

And what is your life
Without your own name ?

Oh my beloved
You have to see

It all comes to an end
Suddenly or slowly

We all get to meet
That one loyal friend

Death.

 

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