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The End

Everything comes to an end. Life comes to an end, Relationships come to an end, Friendships come to an end, Understandings come to and end. Being abandoned and left on your own hurts, Having people move away from you hurts, Everything comes to an end, I’m not ready yet to go it alone. The thoughts of being alone scares me, The thought of being taken horrifies me, The thought of being broken creates fear. fears are illusions, but they aren’t illusions when only You know what happened. I know what happened to me, I was there, I have reasons to fear what could happen. Five weeks to go, five weeks to watch my back, The end is nearly here. You know because people think you are strong, People think you are ready to be alone, But you aren’t. It’s nearly here. I smell it and I know what will happen. It’s happened before and I know how it is and how it feels.

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