InevitableA Poem by Gypsy Dreamer The end will come to us all, there is no escaping it.
Feel the gloom
the doom so soon it comes. We try we cry we die can't run. © 2010 Gypsy Dreamer |
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Added on September 6, 2010 Last Updated on September 6, 2010 Author
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