Deathbed
I am in my deathbed Analyzing my fate But I can't really deal with this pain my mate Like a bird, like a tree A life is I guess a little free Falling in love is overrated Due to too much water trees faded My hopes faded as a tree Life is prison named 'free' I still adore the pain you've caused I still listen poetry 'cause It gives a meaning of life Even though it is full of lies The truth lies of life That's what I really likes The lies about moon, the lies about noons The lies about sun and the lies about you Eventually that's what makes life meaningful I am in my deathbed still in hope of you
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