The End

May 22, 2008
By Richon Dixon, Atglen, PA

The end is coming near
I heard the soldiers coming
I could stab myself
The pain should be numbing
I rose to so much power
How did it come to this
Even all my nazi's said
I ruled with an iron fist
I can't take the anxiety
I'm paranoid to death
I'll just grab my gun
And put myself to rest

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