The End Is Near Poem by erica johnson

The End Is Near



It's not sunny
It's not beautiful
The flowers are out
But they're just not plentiful
The end is near
Enjoy it with me
I'll be your friend
Let's take a wlk
You'll see
You shouldn't trust a lot of people
You might not want to trust me
But be my friend
And I'll set you free.

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long beach -represent!
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