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[aid] => mick
[title] => The BIG question
[time] => 2006-12-17 15:36:32
[hometext] => ask yourself...
[bodytext] => Living, breathing, an answer for life Stealing, cheating, just cause for our strife Cut corners, cross borders, to find your own lies Walk straight, without hate, nevermind the last line It wasnt there, till you made it, found god and asked why "Why O why did I ever ask why?" What are we doing here and who thinks they're right? Aren't we going somewhere according to time? Pass on, pass away, thats the end of the line Dont ask, sleep easy, work hard for that dime Get shorted a nickel, and taxed another dime Settle for a penny, again you ask why "What am I doing? This is not worth my time" Don't know what you should do, but that path, it ain't right Not much that you can do, so either give up or die And again comes that question, "whats the meaning to life?" Living and breathing, they keep us alive Hold on a second, is there not more thats inside? You swear there is, untill you're told its a lie Thats when some surrender, find god, and don't try When others become strangers, fear love, cross the line But its both of these outcomes that are the ultimate crimes It is those that keep searching that live a rich life Never finding one answer, but both the truth and the lies Whatever, its no matter, we'll make up our minds I wish you luck on you journey, and I hope I make mine Living, breathing, not so sure of the time Whatever, its no matter, I'm along for the ride. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 162 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Ratwick [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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