Open

Turn the pages of life

Keep on going

Until you reach the end

Birth

Death

It doesn’t matter

When we end

Countless lives

Full of hate, full of anger

Full of tears and cries

Full of love

But the end result

Will always be:

The final page

Close

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Just felt like writing this a few minutes ago. Basically my view of life is, it's a large book full of pages, full of all our feelings, and we can only read it. We create it, and we end it. But it has everything in it...our secrets, our feelings - our lives. But one person will only be able to live their own life. Nobody can read another's book...