In the end ..

In the end we all stand alone

No more skills we can hone

This war is done

Death has won

 

In the end we have no choice

At our death some may rejoice

But some will miss us quite a lot

We are more than just an ink blot

 

On my tearful goodbye note

Words with their meaning rote

It was my silent, constant pain

My death can be my only gain

 

In the end there is an end

The single rule we can not bend

We join the throngs of those passed

Our death mask is finally cast

 

Our fate played out

No more life to tout

We fade into the memory

Step back, nothing to see

 

 

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