Why can't life be simple?
Why can't it be a fairytale with the happily ever after?
Why is it that the good dies young?
Why does the bad always seem to out weigh the good?
Why does living on the Earth plane feel like living in Hell?
When?
When does it get better?
When do things get easier?
Is death really the end?
The relief we seek to end the pain?
Or is it just the beginning?
What really waits for us out there?
Does it ever truely end?
One thing I know for sure is that we will never truely know until death claims us as his own.
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