LIFE WITHOUT LIFE


Love is mourning that it's streets are so desolate and so empty,
Justice is calling,
Amend your tracks was it's yelling,
Men are busy chasing skirts and temporarily pleasures,
Hatred escalates without measure,
Hearts are heavy,
The storms and winds are more wavy,
Suicide is now the daily levy,
A little bird told me,
That LOVE has turned Aunt Sally,
Is the gods really crazy?
Is humans race saphenous to Sanctus of agony?
What a doom!
Grave yards are exorbitantly high as the day looms.

Isn't it really life without life?

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