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The Good Die Young

the good die young Jonny was a good man he was a man of his words who sacrificed all he got for the sake of his people he never lived a life of lies so truthful to his community he offer help to everyone in need he always gave to the poor lend to the needy he was the spoke man of his people he will never gave up the right of his people for nothing not for anything the good die young Jonny was a man of peace yet despite all set and done haters of humanity won't let Jonny be they criticised all he has done they never saw no good in his deeds all the time they say he was fake haters always put him down in every way possible every of his progress they try to change to lie the good die young oh Jonny a noble man unluckily Jonny was ill laying on a sick bed surprisingly no one turns up to know how Jonny fares no hater no lovers Jonny suffered a deep pain from his illness hoping to be helped by his people he shared all he had with to no avail no one showed up on no what a world Jonny weep now i understand why they say the good die young the good die young Jonny lament in pain day and night dieing in silence looks like no one cares at long last Jonny pass away What A World the good die young moral thought is good to be good but is bad to be too good they ends you up to regret the good deed of one is his legacy that lives for enternity becarefull? when you are good not everyone will notice and appreciate but a good person never change guess why the good die young

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