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What's the use to be liked by all,
when there is no one truly yours;
What's there to a house of gold,
when there is no one to call it home.
What's use of a story,
when there is no one to listen;
What's use of all the glory,
when they are hidden with lies.
Is it life?
when it's empty and dry;
What's the use of anything,
if it has no meaning.
Should i give up?
for is it worth trying;
Maybe it'll all make sense,
when it's time to be leaving
Copyright © Ch Mine | Year Posted 2020
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