the end of something
worse than even the ending
is the imminent approach
the wait of expectation
the advent of woe
hope is a noose
braided by passing regret
that'll kill you with suppositions
as it breaks your neck
leaving no options
as knowing ebbs to no
but to walk out to the ocean
and ride the undertow
i get there'd be no breaks
from the grave unknown
but it'll be something awesome
i think to let go
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