The End

I'm falling, falling, falling into the darkness

I'm screaming, but no one hears me

I scream louder and lounder

Still no one hears my scream

I start crying, bailing, hollering

But still no one hears me

I see a light

The end is near

I know it. I can feel it.

No one can save me nows

Its too late.

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