The End Of Me And You - Poem by Julia Fisher
This is how my life is going to end,
No one around not even a friend.
Not a soul in sight,
Not even in the night.
As I bleed to death, this horrid time,
I'll think of you, our satisfied climb.
As my eyes lie down to rest,
I'll remember you at your best.
You holding me, it felt so right,
A chill crawls over me with a taste of fright.
I didn't want to leave you my love,
But now I can watch you from up above.
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