Everything dies from the plants to our pets
No use in trying you'll be dead soon I bet
Pain and anger is what is felt most
I don't mind saying as I like to boast
Losing a loved one is not so bad
You'll be with them soon so just be glad
Running in circles you'll never get there
Why even bother is it a dare?
You work everyday down to the bone
But what is it for a fancy new phone?
You try so hard to make things work
But everything dies so go die you jerk.
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