The Game Called "LIFE"
It ain't all that rosy,
It ain't all that nice;
It ain't definite,
It ain't precise.
It's a land of guns 'n' roses,
It's a bed of thorns;
It's filled with blames and lies,
Hipocrisy and scorn.
It's the game called 'LIFE'
The living nightmare,the reality;
It's your's to shape,
whether you make it or break it through -
SUCCESSFULLY
- Prerna Tarika Diwaker.
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