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The 'End'

Here comes the end,

they say;

But it isn't the end, I say!

Hey people,

I am not making fun,

but all I ask is,

are you here to see the end?

Agreed!

Everyone has to end one day;

But why spread the word,

when you are here;

Not live to die,

instead die to live...

For the long forgotten ancestors,

let us give them our bit;

Not fear the unkown,

and not even sit by it.

Different worlds have come to an end, different things have been destroyed.

When you did that,

did you care for any END?

Then why care now?

Keep those sins increasing;

For the one with a spirit will live,

and the remaining will END....

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Written by
joee
Indian
Published
Jul 24, 2012
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