The End
The time has come, the die is cast,
I cry a final tear.
My feeble wits are at their last,
Succumbed to endless fear.
The battle's done with no war won,
And not by me inside.
I fear that I've conceded,
And there's nowhere left to hide.
But now I must call all my strength,
And fight this hidden beast.
I'll start again, I will repent,
I can, I will achieve this feat.
So now I must not stay forlorn,
My mindset must stay clear.
A new me now, it must be born.
The time has come to face this fear.
The end is near but not that close,
I can, I will survive.
My mind has stored some distant hope,
The end can't win once I'm alive.
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