Life is it something
you share with a wife
is it something you
share with a husband
that has been the greatest
or is it just something to charish.
Does it have to be spent
in prison with the other
poison of society
or can it be spent with
friends and family until
the world ends.
You never know life might
be the job you have or the
school you attend or the
hobby you have obtained.
All we know is it's just best
to remain and restrain ourselves
from becoming that poison.
Life is it a gift from God himself
Are we put here on this earth to forfill
a certain purpose or are the churches
just telling us this to forfill there purpose.
we will never know what
life really means, all
we do is live it in
our own way. For now
this is life.
Author notes
This came to me while i was in the mist of trouble. hope you enjoy
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