The End Of Time Read Count : 28

Category : Poems

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I reached the end of the line, 
From here not even the train wants to leave, 
Not even the rest of the cars.  

I have reached the end of my patience, 
At the end of my breath I can't find her smile. 
 My fingers are starting to play the guitar, 
The rain is starting to cry.  

I have reached the end of the line, 
The sun is setting on the grave.  
From here, time is running out. 
 The pain has no sound.  

I wonder what to do, 
How to go back in time.  
Nobody leaves here.  
It's the end of time.

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  • Oct 24, 2021

  • so feel this

    Oct 25, 2021

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