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The Myth

Don't you know we all have it hard What would life be if we didn't have to work? Pleasure is to be worked for Not in the form of a pill or a shot. Can we trade lives til you learn? Walk in my shoes til you see there is no Greener grass anywhere Different struggles for everybody But suffering here or there always. Running won't do you any good The demons will find you no matter where you hide. Can we trade my hell for yours Til you learn to appreciate your life? So you can see that giving up Is really not an option.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 9/18/2016 7:58:00 PM
Much wisdom here, well expressed.
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Janet Runyan
Date: 9/18/2016 8:50:00 PM
Thank you. I've lost so many friends who escape life through drugs and lost their lives. It is the worst feeling to me. I was hoping that my friends would read it and stop.

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