Your like a diva,
riding on top of a steam roller,
making the earth rumble under,
everyone's feet,
where do you think, you,
are going so fast,
better take a look around,
before you just pass it,
you have missed the mark again,
going to fast life will pass you by,
always at the end,
then nothing will ever be said,
about you anyway.
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