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This poem is basically about endless troubles and struggles. |
| Endless… Endless love, Comes from above. Endless rain Followed by endless pain But from that pain comes endless gain. Bless the Lord! I’ve learnt my lesson. There really was no point in stressing. But still, everything is going wrong with this life… Endless misery, endless strife. I’ve hardened my heart to the world ‘Cause my head just spins in an endless swirl. I throw a coin into the Trevi fountain, Hoping, wishing, praying that it would remove this mountain. But still, my pain, my misery, my strife remains… ENDLESS… |