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Dec 2012
This is the End
That is what we are told

This is the End
How will it be spent

This is the End
Is there anything to mend

This is the End
I guess there will be no-one to offend

This is the End
We'll die honest without pretend

This is the End
No more prospects, nothing to trancend

This is the End
Why try to extend

This is the End
I will enjoy it to all extent with no regret

So this is the End
farewell my friend
Written by
Waitherero
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