The good life is a dream
No one knows where it comes from
The good life is deceit
Life is a lie if its good
Ponder and wonder as to
What should?
Who will?
What is the good life?
Why does the good life always end?
The good life pulls me apart from the bad dreams
We are not looking for the good life, we are looking for the greater life.
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Kissed By The Unknown
RomanceA series of poems I wrote, from bullying, to mostly romance, to friendship, and to mysteries. It might be bad so bare with me. Mostly based on personal experiences.
