Twisting strands of what could have been
This life is but a balancing beam
One misstep and down you tumble
Broken neck for your trouble

Wish upon a shooting star
Just don’t expect it gets you far
As one wrong move begins to spiral
Say goodbye to your survival

Clasping hands for a future
Do you really want a suture
Empty tones scream in a void
Now your life is destroyed

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