Sometimes when you have too much tears
In your eyes, you ought to laugh and cry at the same time.
Chew and swallow the pain and the joy, digest the fears,
And reenergize yourself, in order to reach your prime.
This is a world where vicious dogs eat malicious dogs.
You must be ready to fight until the last breath,
Until the dogs start howling like dirty hound dogs,
Until the cripples fight and defy the cliffs of death.
You're being backstabbed by old and new acquaintances,
By old and new friends, by former spouses, and siblings.
Sometimes, you're perplexed in front of those instances.
Do not fight the tears; let them flow in the streams.
Spouses are stealing, pillaging and creating other teams.
Too much is happening; let's end all types of nasty things.
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