why everything comes to end?


Friends to perfecto strangers,
lovers justo to a memory
a faded tought, fire to ashes,
and I ask myself, why everything
hast to come to and end?

Happy moments in my bed
are just a memory in my life,
I remember you lying in my
bed with me, and everithing is now
faded tought in my mind

Cause we are not even friends

Why good things has to come to
and end? its the echo in my mind,
lovers to friends, friends to perfect
strangers, and fire to dust, everything
comes to and end,

Why don’t I?

If everything good, everything worth
to fight for comes to an end, then, why
can’t I end my life? why I have to stay
alive in a world where everything comes
to and end?

Tell me why.

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