Life is

by chris oldfield   Aug 19, 2004


Life is a great thing.
If you can do wot you want.
Life has it's own plan's.
Thing happen for a reason.
You was Born for a reason.
You were given a talent for a reason.
You are wot you are for something or another.
You are someone's love.
You are wot you make your self.
Life is for living.
Life is a thing we all have.
Some people think because they are fat they don't have a life.
Some think if they are ugly they will never fine there love.
Some people think if they are smart they think they have ever thing.
But ever thing comes at a price.
You make your own life.
You do with it has you please.
The meaning of life
there isn't one.
You make your own meaning of life.
You have your own Fiat in you hand's.
No one can help you.
You have to help your self.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Mild insomnia

    hey, write some absolutely random stuf, I reckon it'd be awesome.

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