A sonnet
I am running through
These burning thoughts
I am searching for
The beginning of the end
I am finding nothing
Still looking, trying
Still crying endlessly
Still dying inside
No one is saving me
I am sighing, alone
I am still running through
These burning thoughts
Still searching for
The beginning of the end of us...
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