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Wasted Life

All alone I stand Waiting for this to be done With all my memories at hand I'll live my life full til' that time comes Thinking of all the friends that I have lost I can't cry anger til' the end Just think of those who it really cost It will always burn inside to lose any friend Never did he think when he woke up Could this day be my last Just the average day in the middle of life When it's lived on the edge While danger is looked in the face You could just fall ledge Taking to many risks Many times death will miss We need to wake up or be left underground Wasted life Not to old he never did All he was told he could Leaving behind a wife and kid Talking this time many may think I'm wrong But I really must discuss my mind Maybe the future's unknown But I must discuss this waste

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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