Eventually tthe rock will erode
Bright colours will fade away
The sun will set in the east
White clouds will turn to grey
The heart is just an organ
Beats will only last so long
Your mind will store the memories
Hopefully this can keep you strong
Please hold on because every ending
Every pain, hurt or burn
There will be a beginning to a new one
That will be a new lesson to learn
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