Death...
Such a simple thing it seems.
Yet, it's the thing people fear the most.
Everyday I think about it.
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Sometimes I think to myself,
'What's my purpose in life? '
I go to school, go to work, go home.
What kind of life is that?
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When I'm with you,
Everything feels right.
When the night ends,
I want to go back to the beginning.
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You blame me all the time,
But is it really my fault?
You take something that is so small
And make it into something huge.
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Since the day I met you,
There was a connection.
Could you be the one for me?
Could it be our inception?
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On a warm summer night
Lay a man full of wonder.
He thought long to himself,
'Why another blunder? '
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Why are men so confusing?
One minute they want you,
And the next it's like you don't matter.
Why do you do this to us?
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Why do I come back?
When I do, I cry.
I never go a day without crying.
That can't be okay, right?
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