In the end, there is a storm
With a gentle yet harsh breeze
But no matter where you go
You'll finally rest in peace
In the end, you'll find your way
Around the underworld
It's a fascinating place
That is not in this world
In the end, your truly not okay
Considering your all alone
The end is a chilly place
You'll shiver to the bone
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PoetryRandom Poems that I have written. I promise that you will find a poem that you like.
