Life is \
a book full of
color, both dark
and bright,
a thing full of
memories, beauty,
joy, yet so much
darkness; cruelty,
hate, fustration,
death, confusion,
yet I wish
it was not as
full of desperation
and depression.
Life is
trying and trying,
continously trying
to do the right thing,
yet ending up in
face-down failure.
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