Life Taunts

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I can feel it slipping away,

life walks around me every day. 

Taunting and teasing,

constantly seizing.

My hope, my dreams, my love.

I'm always below, and never above.

I wish things would stay the same

so that I could actually play this game.

It's cruel to me,

I just want to see.

Everything life is and was.

Instead of being in a room, of silent applause...

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