some are big
others small
some are short
others tall
old and young
happy or sad
friends, kids
moms and dads
rich or poor
black or white
or any other
smart or not too bright
good or bad
alive or dead
anyone i missed
or have all i said
in the end
doesnt matter your name
in the end
we are all the same
in the end
lies just bones under the skin
in the end
we are dead
waiting a new life to begin
enough said
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