Contradictions


Do we die to live?
Do we live to die?
Everything contradicts.

Do we turn a blind eye,
To one's own suicide,
So that they can have their own peace of mind?

Is it right to live when inside you're dead?
Is it fair that those who are dead used to really live?

It's really awful don't you think,
How everything seems to contradict?

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