Apple Cider Vinegar
Life could be a dream ;for the ones who won't care.
Every moment,every minute,feels fortunate to be there.
Any trade from his aspect in life,won't be fair,
Living like the end;is near
Even if he's surrounded by all
Portraying the daughter of King Lear.
The vision of life ain't linear
Living like Apple Cider Vinegar
Seems like every gun has pressed its trigger
But, No! Never,he seemed to driven by despair
From the people he spent his life in havoc to care
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