When To Quit

In this race of life we all live to die
For struggling is the living we respect
Even when we know that money can’t buy

The Existence we strive,we do correct
The Mistakes we haven’t made verywell,
In this process our thoughts we reject

Heading fast towards the heavenly hell
Inhaling the heat through our own skin hole.
Bringing forth crisis to the nose to smell

In this race all we see are streets of goal
Properly arranged for our own footsteps
To write when to quit not,and take control.

But Sometimes we wonder what is biceps
Then we come across another triceps.


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