Ending.

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I hate beginnings

for they pull you in

like a fishing line

I hate beginnings

for they trap you

like a cage

I hate when we began

I hated the smile that automatically appeared in the presence of you

if I could go back in time to when we met

I would have never spoke a word

I hate beginnings

for the thought of me and you ending

was far too much to handle

it was unavoidable

because

everything that begins

is bound to end

I

just

hate

that

We

Were

Never

Meant

To

Last.

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