Till I die

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Seems to be the end of the golden age

And we move on turn to the next page

The life in itself a sweet unbreakable cage

From which we cannot get privilege

The tie is harsh and dreams still afresh

All of them, one by one, easily do thy crush

Till all you know turns to mesh

And one breaks and runs after cash

In this chase one forgets all he learnt

And the ethics, morals all in a bin burnt

Till he reaches self destructive current

And spends time drooling in a pub

Out, pulled by his friends

He falls in the blazing fire

And spends the cash he earned in a casino

Till he is left with nothing to lean on

Till here I have spent me life

And it is an experience like the fringes

Some dark some bright

From here to where, who knows I’ll go

Into the rotten, befitting hell, probably so