Too young to die
Too you to die,to painful to live Do I have a choice? it's either living or dying, suffering or sin How I wish I could live in peace How I wish I could rest my soul But all I can do is suffer alone how cruel well it was? Do I have to loose in everything? How funny it was,I want to give up But I need to climb, climb does mountains And if one day I can't climb it anymore, I think I'm not young anymore to die it won't be painful to live anymore Finally! I can rest my soul
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