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Life
Why do we live life?
To be hurt and to cry?
Why do we love life?
Because Love is there?
Why do I hate life?
Because it hasnt anything to offer me,
Nothing more than a barrel full of stress.
Why can't life end?
Because It will eventually...
In the very end.
i like this poem it really tells a story and tells how you felt when you went through it (im guessing you did cause of your Bio.) anyways i know how you feel here i've writen a lot of poems about depression because of heart breakes and people being mean altogether anyways keep up the good work and
don't let life get you down
Stand up Tall, And Stand up strong
PS. its cool to see someone else from Ontario here i havn't seen many