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The Pleasure About Life is Knowing that Death Follows
Life sometimes seems pointless
And heartbreaking to the point of no return
While I play my violin of sad notes
I see no beginning or middle
But only an end to this misery
For life has no meaning besides death
We were all put here to die
Not to live but to see and change
When I looked away everything was on fire
It’s like I never felt so alive
I watched it change like I never had words
Or felt so alive
