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TOO REAL

The scariest thing about life is that it is too real
There is no going back to the past to change the present
Everyone wished they could miraculously have a second chance
Everyone wished that the world was less real
Dear readers, I want you to understand that death isn't frightening
Life is the real reason behind fear and depression
We have to make a decision and we must do it now
Time is unforgiving and there is so much you can do in it
You have to prioritize because Time is finite
You have to live with regret and remorse for you can't fix your past
The memories of possible success and relationship will live on in the mind
However, time will not let them concretize
You have to say yes or no
You have to stay or leave
You have to destroy or build
You have  to break or repair
Using our will , it's all that life is about
Life is a cold and merciless reality
All this is life
All this is our past, present and future
All this is our  light and darkness
All this is our beauty and ugliness
Life is just too real, too real!
We can't get any second chance
We can't change the past
Yeah I tell thee, the scariest thing about life is that it is too real

(THIS POEM MUST NOT BE REPUBLISHED UNDER ANY OTHER SIGNATURE BESIDES THE AUTHOR’S SIGNATURE STATED HEREIN.)

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