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Cruel Life?Life is cruel Life is pleasant Why is there past? Why is there present? Why is there abuse? Why is there death? Why don't we get to choose When we take our last breath? Why is there pain? When there is so much pleasure Why do some search for years And never find their special treasure? Why do friendships end? Why does love turn sour? And how does a seed Become a flower? Have you ever asked yourself Why things are how they are? Like drinking alcohol is legal But you can't drink and drive a car Why are our hearts connected And our feelings so far apart Why do we stay in broken relationships When we know they are doomed from the start Why do we question things Even when we know they are right Why can't we just accept everything So we can sleep better at night Copyright 2004 Denise Clark Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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