And tonight I would dance,
Despite all things-
Even if my foot work lacks,
I would dance.
And tomorrow I would paint,
I would paint a world free of sorrow.
I would paint,
Even if I know my hopes were hollow.
And the day after I would sing,
Sing to my hearts content.
Screech like a banshee,
And have no regrets.
Because life was given to be lived.
I intend to fight the fight,
And sing the song.
If tomorrow doesn't exist,
I won't be dismayed.
Because I knew that I lived to my fullest,
Every single day.
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MissileOfUncertainty (Pseudonym) (
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you have certainly punched a hole in the quest for life. i really adore your attitude. can I have some please? dance til the sun don't shine anymore x
I'd love to share it with you!
Great, great poem MofU, live every day as if it is your last day!
I just barely realized what MofU stands for lmfao. I'm a bit slow. But thank you reading! We really do need to live every day as if it's the last.
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