noone will remember someone who is noone...
noone remembers you for the little things you do..
the consolation is there are always a handful who's true..
whom you`ll probably see at the end of the road when your time comes...
but all's a chase of wind..
but its ok, at least you knew how to feel...
though the feeling might not be that pleasant but still..
you beat those who wants a slightest drop of happiness to drip and flow into their lives..
you beat them hands down..
you ask and seek for good things in life, car, job, companion...
but when your death bed draws near, they will start to shatter...
they will definitely shatter...
blown away by a breeze and just a breeze...
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