Life is not a game
Would my death bring peace, to mistakes that I've made?
I'd like to think I'm fine, that this is just a game...
Would my death bring peace, to those that I've lost trust?
I'd like to think they're fine, that I can clean the rust...
but life is not a game.
you have no control.
and if you go and cross the line,
all your friends will let go.
I'd like to think I'm fine, that this is just a game...
Would my death bring peace, to those that I've lost trust?
I'd like to think they're fine, that I can clean the rust...
but life is not a game.
you have no control.
and if you go and cross the line,
all your friends will let go.
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Clever spin. Worded well. One error, though small...The word (controle) is spelled control
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Life is a blessing, some good some bad but we do have control so to speak. nicely done!
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While my opinion may be different that yours, your thoughts are well laid out.
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Clever
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I love the positive spin, refusal to be brought down
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