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The End

This is the end of it all
Here comes the curtain call

No more lying
Nor shall there be sighing

I don't think I can play this game anymore
My heart is now sore

Just a glimpse of the past
I waited to see the last

There is no gain
to this pain

Just a little stronger
Thought it would be longer

So hard to let go
So many memories I dedicate to you

This is hardest of all
The tears will now fall





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