Poem# 37

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WHY?

All of us are not the same,
Why we're always
Wanting the thing that
Will never be ours?

Insecurity? Jealousy? Or Hatred?
Is the reason why they're doing  it
Doing bad things
Will not set you free

Being contented,will make us happy,
Love of what we have
Suffer all the problems,
And live life upon
A happy ending...

-Loony_writer

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