

Race Of LifeAt the start, It’s all too much,Race Of Life
You empty your lungs, And grasp for touch. Too find another in this world, Who will start you off in turn.
Soon you’re up, Making a move, You cry out with joy, There’s lots to prove. Starting the race of life, With great prizes in store.
Walking along, The cold beaten path, You realise it’s no so great, As you’ve done the math. Lots of debt before you’re twenty, With a dead end job to follow.
The road never seems to stop, Carries on to the horizon, You create another, &n


Angel With No FaceDeep in my mind, Where old memories lay, Scratched pictures of forgotten places, Deep regrets and familiar faces, She drags me down to stay, To see what I can find.Angel With No Face
Walking through this place, I look at feelings past. There isn’t much to see, But I continue on to her pleas. She dances so fast, My angel with no face.
There used to features, To her oval head. But as the time went on, All those things are gone, Never stayed, vanished instead Along with all she teaches.
Some say I needed taste, To keep my options
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i will literally come at you like a breezeblock of pain
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