Not the End
Have you ever screamed with joy.?
Or wished for death in agony toil.?
Have you given your love unwisely and too well.?
Lived in misery and hell.?
Have you come to the end?
Without hope of mend.
Passed the point of no return.
Every hand, against you turned.
Run out of luck, run amok.
When all the things you thought were good.
Turn out, not as they should.
Good is bad and bad is good,
Nothing as it seems.
Black is white and white is black.
Not a shade between.
The one you loved is full of hate.
Loneliness is your fate.
But this is not the end.
With Gods help.
You will mend.
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