There Will Be An End Poem by Saul McCandless
There Will Be An End
Haunting rivers, I got better things to dislike
She ‘oft delivers, hangs upon a spike
In the end you’ll get what’s coming
You’ll find it mind numbing
We both know these back roads
I know us inside and out
In the end we’ll gets what’s coming
Might be zero, might be something
Tie me down to escape
You don’t need a mask and cape
In the end
In the end
There will be an end.
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