Well life is like a bowl of nothing.
You can fill it with lots.
You can keep it empty.
But one day somehow,
That bowl will break.
No matter how strong,
No matter how fragile.
No matter how careful you are.
The bowl will break.
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Why I Believed
PoetryA story about a girl A girl And her life And all the Unfortunate things that happen In that one life
