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In my mind time is just a leaf waiting to fall from the tree of life making our existence valueless,

for in time we vanish as if we have never been,

that's why we all hold on to things we can't comprehend,

believe the unexplainable so that at night when we close our eyes instead of fear that so rightfully you should feel,

we can feel some kind of happiness this utter fabrication that our opinion matters is what lets most of us live our days without sorrow,

for the truth that our opinions meet the same credibility as that of a rock is too horrible to believe but that does not make it fiction,

for the fable i see is that our lives are guaranteed to be bountiful if we work hard,

or that if we truly care for someone and treat them right they will love us back,

the sad truth to life is death is the only fact,

Through the darkness of night it doesn't occur to most of us that this may be your last sight of moon,

or that the twilight you are witnessing may be the last thing you see,

for that darkness doesn't contain a shiny moon to illuminate your path just comets of despair flying threw that sea of tribulation,

and those comets are only the others who to have found the one fact of life,

Many of you may be to gullible to understand this,

or you may be to thick sculled to let in the truth,

but there are those who do comprehend but wish to believe that this isn't true,

Yet that doesn't change the "Fact" that,

Life's only Truth is at the end,

That you should comprehend. - Devonte Mack