I can't even give up, I have nothing left to give. I wish I could refill this cracked empty cup.
When I look up and around, hopelessness strolls around. The hero that should be present in this moment, is nowhere to be found. In a blink of an eye, I come around to wrestle adversities that surrender to my pound as they lay agonizing in the ground.
So before I can think of giving up, I have to think of what I truly have to give. Society is our playground, advance it, assist it, make sure it's a locomotive you want to run steam with. So go ahead and kiss it.
That affection can get you far, it will create a stir in the crowd both beneath and aligned with the stars!
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