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The Beginning of the End.



The end is near, little one.
The days when the world never fails.
The Times when people never go.
Soon the bubble you are in will blow.
Blow into the wind, only to fall again.
To be shattered on the rigid rocks.
To Never feel the freedom of wind again.
Never to be gazed and admired,
Only to be mocked and forgotten.

If only, if only
You were stronger.
If only, if only
You had been wiser.

If onlys are too late
Too far gone
The time is now
The battle CAN'T be won.
Resign yourself, little one.
For the war has just begun.