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End of Story
Sometimes I wonder,
What life is about.
Sitting in the dark,
I often look up,
and wish upon a star.
If only it came true...
I've walked here,
With everybody by my side.
But what laid in front of me,
Just disappeared.
I look around,
To see an empty path.
There's no more tears left to cry,
No more hope I have inside.
The flame has now finally,
Burnt out inside of me.
I'm left here standing all alone...
Where is my lonely heart?
Did it die along with you?
The story shouldn't end this way,
So where's the happy ending??
My soul is burning,
This pain is slowly killing me,
So why... am I still alive??
I'm left here to die...
at the end of the story...
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