YoWhat is the end?
Is it when a street ends?
Is it when a song ends?
Is it when your thoughts end?
Is it when a war ends?
Where is the end?
Is it in your heart?
Is it in your mind?
Is it in the universe?
When is the end?
Is it when your life ends?
Is it when you end a life?
How will it happen?
When will it happen?
This thought continues in you,
You keep thinking,
Not realizing,
You're digging your own grave.
Until one day,
You snap,
You can't take this anymore.
The end is closing in,
Where is it?
Why is it happening?
Too late it is already your end.
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