The end is here
And a beginning shall follow.
I hear the lady singing,
So beautifully it might
Bring withheld tears.
I have come from being fresh,
To the ignorance of the next,
Only to meet the challenge
Of my life.
I have survived and preserved.
I have gun what will not end,
And now I leave only to return,
Knowing what I have accomplished,
I shall reinstate myself,
With seniority.
Dec 28, 2012
Dec 28, 2012 at 12:27 AM UTC
The end is here
And a beginning shall follow.
I hear the lady singing,
So beautifully it might
Bring withheld tears.
I have come from being fresh,
To the ignorance of the next,
Only to meet the challenge
Of my life.
I have survived and preserved.
I have gun what will not end,
And now I leave only to return,
Knowing what I have accomplished,
I shall reinstate myself,
With seniority.
Written May 20, 2004 @ 2:51 PM CDT
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