The Rapture
Screaming, shouting the noise it's frightening
What's going on, what's gone wrong.
People running to and fro
Try to escape there's no where to go.
Where's my friend, where's she gone
She's just disappeared, whats going on.
I scream to God get me out of this place
The fear on people's faces I cannot erase.
I feel I'm going out of my mind
It was then I realised I've been left behind.
Copyright © Leon Wilson | Year Posted 2011
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