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My Ending

The balance between both break apart. This happens to the one close at heart. Though the road turns coarse and rough, we shall both stand and be tough. Peace is far from our reach. But so are the lies in which we speak. The hope that we will still be, is enough to let us see; the emptiness we feel inside, our tears that make the tide. We shall stand as one, as the shadows uncover the sun. This pounding in my chest. The heart, it chooses the best. My ending pictured in my head. "Suicidal.", they all said. Others nod in agreement. One is trying to repent. This ending of mine come swift and beautiful. Let me hover off the ground. Let me feel safe and sound. Perhaps a blade be a better fitting. But only I can do this bidding. These whispers, building my trust. Shh... Can you hear them? I know you must. Tell me then? Why you would die. Stand next to me and sigh. Alone as I may seem, I need not you to set me free.

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