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My Favorites What are the meaning of morals, of living, and learning, and laughter?
If the world just ends in a grave with the fleas it has chosen to accept?
Why do we take the time to smile, when not everyone in the world can be happy too?
How can we laugh when the innocent cry, whether or not it be our fault or our cause?
When should we cry?
Chances are, someone always has it worse.
Why are we here and what is our purpose?
Is the answer oblivion and Armageddon itself?
Will the world suicide when a hero is called to action
because the cause only breeds a coward?
Why are we right because we match their wrong?
How is justice golden?
An eye for an eye,
but we're already blind,
and silence is strictly ambiguous.
We fear death but death is fear,
and why do we spin when we're already lost?
Up is down, and down is up,
because nobody ever really understood.
There's a knock on the door,
we ignore because tragedy already came.
They all laugh but they hold the key,
-tag you're it-
They're learning it now-
nobody can 'really' be blamed.
The cause breeds a coward,
and we're all running backwards,
fearful of escape-
because the answer is Armageddon itself.
