</>I make a mistake often and I guess you do too,
I start believing me and my life are one instead of two.
And that I am an assortment of moments and nothing more,
What I am now is the result of what happened before.
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It was the doing of a suicidal man,
The world would see it as an accident.
It was a well thought out plan,
Which would seem like a sad incident.
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Childhood years are something we treasure,
But there are those who have not achieved this pleasure.
A childhood they could not savour,
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A wealthy man with a faithful heart,
Went to a shopping mart.
And bought a cross made of gold,
For a large amount of money it was sold.
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If life has a motive or a goal,
It is to come out with the soul.
Perhaps whenever a person takes birth,
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There is a room in every mind,
Which when opened every once in a while,
Pours out a feeling divine,
Its effects as far reaching as a smile.
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There’s so much music in a moment of laughter,
The symphony continues in the silence after.
It’s greater still, when I’m the conductor or the cause,
I feel like a showman enjoying genuine applause.
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I was filled with hope and I wrote this ode,
When I observed a footpath next to a road.
For as they built roads for people to strive,
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</>Now its just you and me,
And a few of our brethren.
We all wait silently,
As guns converse with some true men..
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An enthusiastic young man bought a car new,
And with equal enthusiasm he wrote on it
'God loves you'.
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