Feast, and your halls are crowdedFast, and the world goes bySucceed and give, and it helps you liveBut no man can help you die - Ella Wheeler Wilcox
And you’re stuck like a hook through the roof of your mouthTired of living for your sick daysEvery day makes you sickTired of living just get paidWhen you’re dying to livebut you can’t - Dominic Owen Mallary