This is the end of the world
All hopes and dreams fade to black
Denials go off track
Contracts with desires retract
Pact with the pack, now lack
Slack; now the wack crack's back
Bracket racquets of our game
As games are fun, are to blame
So blame us with your insignificant fame
For we are your fame; famous like flame
Flame us or one, for it's the end
End of a worldly desire, godsend
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