You lose We all want the simple things, the best things in life. Try, and try we will always fail, no matter wrong or right. Early in the morning, and late at night, our faces look so hollow, even in dim light. Our hate, our greed, the want for things, will lead us to the end. No matter how hard we try, we can never win.
Reason for writing:
DEATH
Birth sign: Libra
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