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'' You're Sure To Meet Them On The Way Back Down ''
Life is full of twists and turns,
Very rarely can we see ahead,
While love can heal hatred burns,
Some things are better left unsaid.
So whilst here try your best,
To live by basic rules,
Never ever become obsessed,
History is littered with fools.
Treat all others with respect,
Don't try to be superior,
Attitude can and does affect,
Never make others feel inferior.
Keep your friends very near,
Enemies try to avoid,
The ones you have make it clear,
You'd rather life is enjoyed.
If you're doing well in life,
Don't ever forget your roots,
By doing so you may suffer strife,
It's the cause of most disputes.
By deserting those who helped you thrive,
You're betraying your inner soul,
Which will make it harder to survive,
If the day beckons you lose control.
Never believe it won't happen to you,
Conceit is a dangerous trait,
To your inner soul you must stay true,
Otherwise you'll meet a grisly fate.
On the way to prominence do not mistreat,
There's a chance you may lose your crown,
When the world's no longer at your feet,
' You're Sure To Meet Them On The Way Back Down '
Very rarely can we see ahead,
While love can heal hatred burns,
Some things are better left unsaid.
So whilst here try your best,
To live by basic rules,
Never ever become obsessed,
History is littered with fools.
Treat all others with respect,
Don't try to be superior,
Attitude can and does affect,
Never make others feel inferior.
Keep your friends very near,
Enemies try to avoid,
The ones you have make it clear,
You'd rather life is enjoyed.
If you're doing well in life,
Don't ever forget your roots,
By doing so you may suffer strife,
It's the cause of most disputes.
By deserting those who helped you thrive,
You're betraying your inner soul,
Which will make it harder to survive,
If the day beckons you lose control.
Never believe it won't happen to you,
Conceit is a dangerous trait,
To your inner soul you must stay true,
Otherwise you'll meet a grisly fate.
On the way to prominence do not mistreat,
There's a chance you may lose your crown,
When the world's no longer at your feet,
' You're Sure To Meet Them On The Way Back Down '
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`` You`re Sure To Meet Them On The Way Back Down ``
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