The End

Everything comes to an end
It's inevitable is what they said
But we still hold to those memories
As they fade away, nebulously

One day, the cycle will break
With everything we made
But the music will never die
In our heart, it'll forever stay

They scream and shout
They cry and plead
But nothing will change what's meant to be

One more time is just a wicked lie.

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