If the day I live
is the day I die
Then what's the day I cry,
the day I smile,
or is it the day every thing's alright?
I keep holding on
like something goods gonna come
so is today my good day?
But wouldn't it be bad?
Life's what you make it
live for happiness,
live for love
love for pleasure
love for pain
Make any sense?
Live for you
but live for him.
Wish for confusion
or wish for loss.
A contest entry
- no title by lee-sharp.
1500 points, ended January 15, 2008, 41 entries
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Comments
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line 7- good's
eh... i dont know about this one. it seems forced. and "die-cry" turned me off immediately. nothing particularly clever about it.
just not enough spark or originality.

