L.I.F.E

L is for the losing,

the luck if you can die.

The loneliness that never leaves,

the longing not to cry.

I is for impossible pain,

the incredible talent to remain numb.

The inevitable death due to choices we make,

the ill-concealed fear of what's to come.

F is for frustation,

at fate and what it's done.

The furious wish that you had wings to fly,

a flustered need to run.

E is for endless burning,

an eternity in hell.

The eager wish to instead go,

under enchanting heaven's spell
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