existance is required for living
but not at all enough
my heart lives somehow due to loving
now i would wonder why would caring
not kiss the lips I cuff?
not knowing is a curse i'm used to
but i do not intend
my love for you to freely give to
this kite, most evil, nevermore true...
desire to comprehend.
they say truth will prevail in glory
and this we'll always trust
i carry pride from birth to hoary
i wish our lives would fit the story
since we all hit the dust
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