The irony of life
Is not how it ends
Surrounded by life
Yet smitten with the dead
The irony of life
Is not how it begins
Filled with energy
Yet enticed by fatigue
The irony of life
Is not how it’s spent
Surrounded by happiness
Yet enchanted by sorrow
The irony of life
Is simply put
Chasing a desire
with clouds at our head
with clouds at our head
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