A life without purpose
Is not a life.
A life without love
Is not a life.
A life without hope
Is not a life.
Merely an existence.
An existence without life
Is not an existence.
It is death.
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Poems of Pain and Solitude
PoetryFor every person out there that was quiet, not because they chose to be so, but because they were choking in the smoke. Because their opinions were apparently not worth anything. Because they didn't know just how to say what they felt. For every per...
