Meet me where the end begins, In the echos of our last breaths. In the beginning we all come bare hands, And In the end only lucky one's goes holding out hands. Life before you was a dead end you gave it meaning, purpose & sense. Now in the end we are still standing while holding hands in the echos of our last breaths. please read it till end Meet me where the end begins, In the echos of our last breaths.
