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The End Of Time

By Vicki Christison   

I don't know how to do this.
It's killing me more each day.
I love this man so much,
and he's throwing our love away.

How can he just turn his back
and walk away from me?
Dosen't he know I need him
more and more each day?

Is it someone else?
This thought I can't bare,
someone else in his arms
when it's me who belongs there.

I know he'll never find
a love as strong as mine.
Because my love will last,
until the end of time.

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