ENDING
The end is near,
The day I always feared,
I'd rather not freight,
I'd rather not fight,
cause this is the night,
Everyday I wait for thee,
and everyday I take the deed,
any threat I could of bet,
comes to an end,
to never see,
to never be,
you are happy,
I must be sappy,
all the love I feel,
has dissappeared,
all the days,
and all the night,
are to end.....
end this very sight.
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Write comment. A great work, Deanna. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks