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The End by BurningRave18, literature
Literature
The End
The more I look into those dark, angelic eyes
I find my mind lost on nightfall'n skies
To think of words to fit of worth
To find none on this barren earth
The more I hold onto those soft, precious hands
I find my mind lost in heaven lands
To think of warmth from flesh so fine
To find a hand held in mine
The more I think into your absence left
I find my mind lost on the vacant theft
To think of things not of you
To find some other things to do
The more I feel my heart so dreary
I find my mind lost; we should not be
