In The End
They are always here for you when you don't need their help
by emily corbin
You must deal with the cards you've been dealt
You say you hate it?
You say death is better than this...this torture?
You have no idea
In the end we all die
No one even loves you even to shine a light on you
Hate is all that this world has to offer
If it's nothing but sorrowful hate
Let me join you
We can die together