came into this teeming world..
not with millions for company..
will leave it someday for the next..
not even love dare accompany me..
and yet this lifetime is seemingly spent
adding up friends, lovers and family...
who cares and more importantly who remembers?
Futile and yet a habit that never will leave
stoic are the select few, who tread above the rest
alone, yet enlightened, like them i strive to be.
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dnt think u'd be happy to end up all stoic...and i wonder how this forgetting happens on its own. I honestly can relate to it completely.
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