Life

Whiskey and woman

LIFE


The beat slows down


Catching its breath


with touch, Your touch


begins to rise


 


Consistently inconsistent


JOY to pain


PAIN to joy


we feel everything, we feel nothing


 


Yet we pass through


keep going


born to our story 


begin with no choice


middle decided by beginning  


 


ending, the end


Life

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