The most painful thing life has to offer is life itself.
And let me phrase it differently, in a way you'd understand:
Place all the memories you made on a shelf
And now stand, and watch them from afar.
On some, dust catches faster than others
Some, on the other hand, stay sparkling new and fresh, yet no one bothers
to relive them a second time.
But some still ring and crinkle in that familiar chime.
The most frustrating part about life is being loved.
Gestures, affection and affirmation - all comes from above.
At some point you'll realize it, love isn't around you, it comes from others and yourself.
Now try to remember what came from you, so watch the memories on the shelf.
The most beautiful part about life is dying,
Because you only get to die for having lived.
Yes, it might sound like I'm lying,
because life starts with birth and ends with death, and you'll return to the same old depths you came from, you return to it like to a mother's embrace.
The most painful part life has to offer is life itself because you are the lucky one who gets to die for having lived in grace,
Yet you can only live and die once.
Not a second time, after death your life will be a Haze.
When we go to the place we came from, back without return, no one stays
Who they were before.
All equal, and all the same.
Yes, one could almost consider it a shame, when all we fought for on earth was to have a name
A title and an impact.
But deep inside one may start to contemplate the different outcomes life could have, how it could have stayed intact.
Yet you can't change it, and yes, the future is set in stone.
Because we all will die for having lived.
And earth is only our temporary home.
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