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In the End

Holding the dying body, of the one you love.
Knowing there's nowhere to go, there's nothing above.
Makes your heart sink, a little lower.
Makes your pulse beat, a little slower.
But when you sit, and think it through.
You know there's nothing, you could ever do.
Nothing changes, with the tears you cry.
Because in the end, we all will die.
Written by alec_lewis
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