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in the end


In the end
By Nashon Kemp Nate Kemp Natawéj Azgrot
In the end no matter what happens I'm not the one that hurts u Im not the one that puts u in danger I'm the one that protects and helps u the one that saves u yet still in the end I'm the one u hurt the one u abuse the one u defile and the one u miss use I'm the one that showed u an gave u love and in the end u where the one that stabbed me in the heart ..

But in the end I rather be killed by the things I always loved than by the things I always hate....
In the end u showed me ur true worth yet it was I who try to deny it and show u my love and in the end it was I who was hurt...

In the end after all us said after all is done the pleasure I gave the pleasure I brought u 
Was exchanged for a quick and fatal blow to my heart...

Yet its in this here end that it seems that from you I still can not part ...the things we shared the emotions we felt to me was everything but for u with time it was like ice cream in the sun it just melted away as I faded into the past like an undesired dream....

And in the end when I look back upon all the things we have done that's when I realize that in the end I'm left off how I began...

Lost in this world searching around with no direction no guide no heart and most of all no eyes...

In the end I gave u my all u kept it including my heart and as u broke it u turned away pieces of it hit the floor here in my chest is where I hid those remains yet for another to just come do the same a man of man yet in the end all that will be left is my mind this body and my brain...

Maybe its in the end I'll be aware for ik now that these queens will in the end make u go insane ...

However its too sad that in the end when it all falls onto the line it seems I don't quite use why I have left and stored in my brain...

So in the end I get hurt over an over again bit as soon as I fall I just get right back up and do it over and over again...

Cuz in the end my challenge doesn't over come me rather i my challenge so that when it comes time for my story there will be one to be told

 

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