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This will be the end
The ending of our world
The fates are falling down on us
My life has worth no more
It cannot be as it once was
This light inside of me
Decaying hearts and burning souls
Show who we really are
I need to tell
I need to see
I need someone to be helping me
Can you please look
For once just look
The pain inside of me
Frozen hands and scorching feet
This poem is short and useless but
It helps to talk it out
Believe in love
They say
But how?
It's not
I can't
I'm done.

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