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Well, we'll start simple. I'm 16. I'm tall. I'm a weird. Those are the things that I'm sure of. The rest I'll let you decide.

Friday, 11 November 2011

Lying Broken.

People hurt, people cry,
But life goes on,
By and by.
Some of us don't see a thing,
For others all that bell seems to do is ring.
Will we look back on this day,
Oh so many years in the future?
Will we say, oh why did I bother?
Or maybe tears of regret will be shed,
For all those lives we could have had.
Maybe living once isn't enough to do it all,
How can it be, when so many come and go,
So many prosper and fall.
Maybe second chances don't ever help,
Because people don't really change,
But it is a fact we can't help.
Maybe what's wrong is right,
And what is right is wrong,
For the world is grey,
It isn't black or white!
Many a word,
Have been written and spoken,
But in the end our hearts still lie broken.

... This was a spur of the moment thing and not my best work. ...

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