manufactured in my mind, regardless of how other people are being kind
everyday i get out of bed, i feel like another dragon has been slain
pain and suffering and alcohol and drugs
seem to have ruined my spirit for love and hugs
destined to be my final poem, i'm prepared to be alone
with an empty soul, i feel ready to be degraded to coal
living sabatoging your own happiness if no way to go through life
so wake up in the morning, and do the best you can do to end all that strife
we have only one chance in this world, so let's all make the most of it
no need for yelling and hate, when we can enjoy a nice dinner around an asado pit
the sun will be alive and bright for longer then any of us
we should look to it for guidance




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