Tue, 06/18/2019 - 21:17 -- Neftee

Put bullets in the heads
Of all you hope to acheive.
Your life, is futile.
It is the most meaningless
Of all vanity,
And I suppose I can not
Describe it.
Death to self
Is the foster step to life,
Instead of striving beyond survival
Enjoy what you have,
And love the people who are close
You will be happy,
Learning to love your life
As it is.


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