Whenever life is not fair to you .. you get sorrow playing in my head like our favorite music

When ever We cry it is like a stick of littered cigarettes

Our joy is rear like Aids medicine our hearts beats like a chicken about to be killed

Tears runs from our eyes like a baby crying at night when she sees evil

Sadness burn us like hot sun

Pain accumulate like a house of bees

Our teeth are scares to see like mangoes

But life is short because We still know We are gonna survive the deep knife tearing your stomach

But your patient is gonna make you see far from what your grand parents use to see

But your worries and fear is like a pregnant woman scared of loosing her unborn baby

But you know that your faith is like a permanent tattoo

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