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Every story has an end,
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And everybody gets their end,
Either if it's a happy ending--
Or not,
Everybody has to end it-- and agree with a nod.
If I ask you a question?
Would you answer it---
Or not?
Though it's your choice,
And who am I to judge.
But what if it concerns me,
Or what if it concerns you,
Am I allowed to question?
While you tell me the truth.
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But I doubt it,
Because some people can't be trusted,
And there are some people you can't mess with.
People like me of course,
And maybe people like you too,
Though we're not really sure what's true,
If most are fake like someone I knew.
But maybe I'm just toying with you,
Cause you see----
My only point here is to confuse you,
Because I want you too be able to see the truth,
And break a mask that disguises you,
And I want to ask yourself a question---
A question,
Of what is real and what is not? Within you...
So until you found your answer,
I might have to say goodbye,
Cause this might be the end for now,
But until then I'll see you next time.
Bye~~
-Zudotakikurose
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My Poems in LIFE
PoetryA poem, A poem about my life My life on this earth This earth that God made God made for us to live To live our lives to the fullest So we must cherish this Cherish this precious moments Precious moments where we-- Where we value each other Each oth...
