In the End (Poem)

In the end, only the beginning is in the end.

Where the dreams are start and everything begins to mend

Even if the trend is what is in, those of us know where it all began.

The first time you fell in love was so clean and so pure and, in the end it become so cruel.

To reach the end, you must visit the the beginning.

Where, things were so simple and decisions didn't put a dent in you mine like dimple.

In the beginning, all you needed was your brain and utensils.

Maybe some books and a pencil.

Even a pen and piece a paper that was crue-shall

As long as your open , things weren't very hard to soak in.

But in the end it doesn't matter.

Because all the impurities in this world makes them shatter.

Full of the lust instead love only seems to gather.,

I give my heart, only to receive the worst and, STILL wishing what I fathomed.

When i think about the beginning and how that was the only thing that mattered.

All my dreams are still thoughts but, in the end everything falls apart and, my life was filled with laughter.

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