The good The bad and The ugly

It's always the good who tend to go first,

and they tend to be hidden in the rough,

yet the bad are left still in cold dirt.

I wonder why, thinking that this isn't love..

In a garden we tend to pick the best one,

others lay in wait until its time to harvest,

and the ugly usually partake in depression.

Heartaches, aggression, fights in darkness,

That's the good, the bad and the ugly.

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