As every day passes slowly
As every day goes by
I feel closer to the end
I seem to lose my sanity with every try
I discover the truth with every new day
Embracing the lose with a smile on face
Every night I accept my destined fate
As I put my broken body slowly to rest
Nothing stays forever
Some fall down even before they start
For some the life's a white canvas
Their fate being tragic art
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