"Isn't it funny? We have to pay for everything. We even have to pay for the right to live, but when we want to die they won't let us pay the price.
No one really cares for our well being, it's all about the price they ask.
Pay this, Pay that.
If we can't pay the price they ask, they refuse to act.
We're allowed to pay to live but what about the price of Death?
Why are we forced to pay for life if no one really cares?
We pay for all we own but when Death comes we don't call it freedom?
So many prices to pay but none the ones we want.
We have to pay to live but can't buy ourselves the gift of Death."
-L
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A series of options Left Behind In Words And Letters
PoetryThoughts, feelings and moments of my past, present and future written down. I can't say much but I like to think that they're goodish. You and I, we're an ocean of love and hatred. A land of chaos and peace, a battle that we're losing with love and...
