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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required D – Decay, The logic of rotting, and withering; Like the purity of human beings. Like the given touch of life. Just simply vanishing and vanishing into a burning void. Senses like a soft rose, slowly burning away at the tip. Flames sweetly consuming it in whole, Than leaving nothing but the taste of ash in your minds lip. E- Evolution, A change or something of old becoming new. Slowly shifting into the darkness Or gradually ascending towards the light. And beings of no remains. Guided towards a valley of bliss, or a city of woe. Ever-changing into demons and misguided angels. A- Ability, Skills, talents unknown, Reaps away at your soul, as does things of life. An ability to save only reaches the pure not the wicked that plagues’, Tip of a hand touches the clear water, Showing the impure, as water turns black. T- Time, Consuming and taking The healthy the sick The pure and the wicked Like a being with never ending hunger. Slowly ticking, and ticking Then simply vanishing like a grain of sand. H- Human, A Homo-sapien, Ill fated with the genes of war Ill fated to die out, like a once ancient civilization. The good, still eager to save the so ill fated, Die of a miserable death but attains true peace. Beings of war and destruction, Once knew of this thing we called peace Now we are just going, going, and going Then gone
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