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Author: FarseerFool
Fiction Rated: T - English - Poetry/Angst - Reviews: 4 - Published: 07-28-06 - Updated: 07-28-06 - id:2220506
Life and Death

And this is how it goes

The Good die young

And we're left to sing the songs unsung

They all say there is a plan

That we're all commanded by a greater hand

But all I've ever prayed

Is that someday someone will take all this hate away

Because we come in with a happy face

But we're leaving this place in our own disgrace

Because no matter how hard we always try

All the world wants to do is die

They want so badly to choose the grave

Over choosing to live one more day

Your so upset about how it all turned out

But now all you can do is doubt

If anybody here ever really cared for you

Well all I've got to say is that I do

So stand up and move along

And sing the broken song

Don't let them make you lose

The sight of what is really true

Because your not alone in a broken home

We're with you in everything you do

So stand strong and move along

And sing your hopeful song



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