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The Meaning of Life
As I lie in my greef
I sit up and smoke a reaf
As the world passes by
I think to myself and wonder why
Why do we live our lives
Shrouded in deception and covered with lies
As I smoke a little more
I ask myself "what's it for"
Why is it that we are here
And why do we hold things so close and dear
Then I realise what to do
It is to keep everything simple and true
I put down the smoking joint
And call my friend to explain my point
For all is lost if we do not try
To keep the world from passing by
So take hold of someone and keep them near
For all can be lost with your simple fear
I sit up and smoke a reaf
As the world passes by
I think to myself and wonder why
Why do we live our lives
Shrouded in deception and covered with lies
As I smoke a little more
I ask myself "what's it for"
Why is it that we are here
And why do we hold things so close and dear
Then I realise what to do
It is to keep everything simple and true
I put down the smoking joint
And call my friend to explain my point
For all is lost if we do not try
To keep the world from passing by
So take hold of someone and keep them near
For all can be lost with your simple fear
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Permalink Reply by Draggonlance on
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now mind you that when i wrote this one i was much younger and was in to the herbal inspirations...lol
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Permalink Reply by Cameron S. on
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Well personally I think you hit the nail on the head so to speak All is truly lost If we do not try. For it's when we give up that we loose true sight of ourselves. Great poem. Btw did you know that you posted it twice?
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