The End
I'm falling, falling, falling into the darkness
I'm screaming, but no one hears me
I scream louder and lounder
Still no one hears my scream
I start crying, bailing, hollering
But still no one hears me
I see a light
The end is near
I know it. I can feel it.
No one can save me nows
Its too late.
This poem is about:
Me
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