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Better To Live Than To Die

"Clark my dear, smoking is not good for your health; It's bad for your heart and not good for your lungs. You're squandering your money on certain death; And the foul, putrid stench, hangs on you like dung. Yes my love, I know it's difficult to stop; Though it's always better to live than to die. I fear your fate as I look into your eyes; Consequently, I'm now telling you - Goodbye." "Yet, our lives could have been full living for love; Living for each other; the child we would raise. Destiny's fate and our tomorrow's last chance; A platter splendid, with life's finest buffets. I'll still be waiting if you should change your mind; A higher love I'm certain, you'll never find.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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