Better Life

Are things starting to look up

Even with that grownup

The grownup that makes everything worse

Have my life and hell begun to disperse

Perhaps things will stay this great

Maybe this is fate

Fate saying you've been to hell and back

There will be no more sneak attacks

Sneak attacks that make my living hell coarse

No art work that will have post remorse






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