Silence is your life’s soundtrack,
Don’t hate the composition.
If you always cheer and jeer,
You will never truly hear.
Teachers were students once,
Masters are students still.
Love is the gratitude,
For another person’s existence.
You lose your memories,
By not living their lessons.
You don’t have to act,
How you feel now.
If you could see your entire life,
You’d see…

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Travel for a bed,
Leaving deceit in their head,
A regret before your dead,
But who cares; you got fed.

Love what you hate,
Stay up late,
To see a lad as a mate,
Midnight snacks on a plate.

Sigh a whistle slow,
As girls put on a show,
They have secrets…

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I both loathe and love the great;

They cheat me by living far longer than I will allow.

It means I must come back for their names,

To give them a second and lasting death.

And even then,

Even now,

They live on in the hazy formation of their successors,

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