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Life ( Poem )

A change of world, A change of heart
A change of life, like a smelly fart.
It’s like a movie, You always see.
Or like a small but, growing tree.
I live my life, I always think right
Maybe wrong, but this isn’t a fight.
I may lie, changing my world
Of course, It’s life over twirled.
I know it’s dumb, and very stupid
But love will find you, just like cupid.
He is a stalker, shooting you well,
You may go to heaven, you may go to hell.
That is the end, maybe afterlife.
After you die, then your wife.
You guys will meet soon again.
But remember cupid is not your friend…. ( or is he? )

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