Fireworks
Launch, Fly, Explode
Flash, Fall, Fade
How we all love fireworks.
Life is just like fireworks.
We get launched by our parents.
We fly by ourselves.
We explode and reach our maximum.
We flash in front of each others.
We fall due to the lost our originallity.
We fade, since that's how life ends.
Oh, how we all love fireworks.
Oh, how we all love our lives.
After the fireworks, smokes come to
harm our health.
After our lives, a lightenning strikes to
break the loved one's heart.
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