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They say the time is coming, They say the end is near. But how come all these words have only brung me fear. So I simply just ignore it, just avoid the thought, But it's hard to run away from the feelings it has brought. So push it all away, don't let it get to you. Can they see what I am thinking, are my doubts see through? People seem to fathom the things I just don't get, But I hold on to my hope that it's not the end just yet.
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Oct 9, 2016
Oct 9, 2016 at 2:01 AM UTC
The End
They say the time is coming, They say the end is near. But how come all these words have only brung me fear. So I simply just ignore it, just avoid the thought, But it's hard to run away from the feelings it has brought. So push it all away, don't let it get to you. Can they see what I am thinking, are my doubts see through? People seem to fathom the things I just don't get, But I hold on to my hope that it's not the end just yet.
hannah-faulkner
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Oct 9, 2016
Oct 9, 2016 at 2:01 AM UTC
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