The End
As the end draws near
I reflect upon my past
Memories fleeting
Moments passing by
Images and colors flicker
Dancing through my mind
I want to believe
That it was worth all the pain
That I was worth it
I close my blue eyes
Someone is calling my name
I think “this is it”
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