Book of Rhymes
Friday, 21 January 2011
The End.
I
love
my family,
I
love
my friends,
But it don't really matter,
Cos this is the
End.
The
End
of an era,
The
End
of me,
Soon I'll be gone,
And everyone will see,
What a
life
I've lived,
And how easily,
It is to become - just a
memory.
Rocky Lee
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