The End
Why is it that everything is collapsing around me?
My whole life is burning up,
My head aches and my stomach is in knots.
At the moment nothing can help
Because it is all out of my control.
Farewell my sweet horse brown and bay
Goodbye my friends for now til May
So long my family go on your way
So I must keep telling myself,
“Things are going to get better.”
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