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| What's the point of waking up tomorrow, If pain exceeds the bliss? What's the point of working for peace, If it's a shameful miss? What's the point of love, When hate is a great excuse? and why fight to unite, only to recieve abuse? Questions not naive but to a naive youth, Answers no tyet recieved only to escape the truth, But don't give up, Don't give in, More have beat the odds, Don't let fear cry, And put on a tough face, I'm not trying to encourage you or prepaire you for what's next, I'm not trying to scare you or put you to the test, I just want to inform you so you're not caught by suprise, So listen up, sweet child, to a forever full of lies. |
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