The End

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This is the end.
My life is over.
I want to survive this dark bolder
Which people call life?
But what ever,
My life is over.
I sit and stew,
Trying not to cry,
Wondering what is going on outside of my life.
I wonder if people have the same problems.
But what ever,
My life is over.
I am tired of running.
This is the end.
I just hope it is painless at the end.
Can’t seem to run any longer.
But what ever,
My life is over.





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