Life is so
Sickeningly ironic
The longer you have it
The more you’re disgusted
Everything is always
Changing
Sometimes for the better
Mostly for the worse
Friends falter and fade
Like a dying candle
Without a match or wick
Because you can’t afford it
Why is it the people
You hate
End up being those you love
And remember for eternity?
Why is it those who most
Need your advice
Never listen to your words?
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