In this age,
In this time,
Everyone is so ready to die,
Before they've even had a chance to live.
Life is a gift
Not a curse.
There is a reason we call it the present.
We are provided with everything we will ever need
But we see it as never enough.
Whether we choose to a live or to die,
Life will keep on living.
Its truly sad.

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Collection of Poems (#Wattys2015)
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