Loves fades as time dies, and eveything in between, like the words we hear and the ink we pen and everything we have seen.
So one my ask if there is a point to living in this life, to deal with all the pain and hope that eventually turns into strife.
My answer is if you should ask, our purpose is to die, to laugh, to sing, to jump, to fall, and yes to even cry.
This may sound as if i lack all hope, but it's the opposite of this I say, our purpose is to take in all the good, and the bad through every day.
But be warned, you must allow the two, to bend and mold your mind, or else you become a shallow soul, and bitterness you shall find.
Take my heed
I know I'm right
I've seen the effects of both
Live your life
and accept the highs
as willingly as you accept the lows.
12:17 a.m. - 2004-11-21
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