I've loved and lost
Never considering the cost
I've bought and sold
Not thinking of getting old
Living on the edge a lot
Working winters cold and summers hot
Letting the day be of importance
Dodging depression and romance
Looking back I now consider all
No one to love or call
My life's become what I thought
This is the existence I've bought
Wondering why it hasn't ended
After all those I offended
I helped so very few
That now, I don't know what to do?
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