Death, it comes to all
Even the greats must fall
Darkness learns to grow
But everyone fails to know
That the light is slipping away
And it is hard to stay
Hearts are failing now
But I hope that some how
The light will become clear
I hope to see a better year
No matter the evils or trials
I shall walk all 2019 miles
I will stay close to the light
And if I must I will fight
Now that I am gone I hope that my little sister 2019 will go on
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PoetryIt doesn't make sense just to make a ton poems when I could put them all in one place.
