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It was like the apocalypse Dark skies Lined up in rows How we got there No one knows. Chatting all around Most seemed to have a good time. Then he came around Unseen but heard Voice so shrieking it made children cry And just like that There was a dusty light in the sky First came the wind So sharp it cut humans Like diamond needles going 150mph. All you could see, Selected rows They turn into dust. Searing pains of emotions They flow through all Watching as many family's fall. When rows filled with people Turn into ash of dust That's when people started moving, Survival of the fittest is so it seem. But then came the lights So bright and blinding Going across rows where people moved, But not hitting those who stood still. Moving at the speed of light This light came and went Before anyone could blink. Once a row of people Now piles of ash Going through isles With no intent to stop. As soon as it came It was all over. And what was a population Was now only a few thousand. Covered in dust We heard a noise, Telling all of us To line in fours. Three lines were incredibly small But the first line That was way too full. Was the worst mistake to make. Inside the voice that was heard That shirked when spoken Turning into a figure Dark as night. There was no face There where no visible parts Black robe Black coverings And a scythe so silvery clear. Walking down a black building That had just appeared. What was heard next were screams! From death himself About how the first line Was way too long. Without a chance to move A quick breeze went through Split the line in half. With one quick swift. The front started to run. As for the others, blood went down their faces They lined up in the other three. Then something weird happened Line three started to run As line two became frozen. But one. So brave She walked out of line Heading straight to death. Given a chance to speak, One thing had been said. "Death, when can we go" As she stared Waiting for a response. Scared for her life, At this black spooky figure He turned to her. And then what was happening Became nothing, And she woke up Back into the real life. Where everything she just seen Had all been a dream.

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Can You Survive

It was like the apocalypse Dark skies Lined up in rows How we got there No one knows. Chatting all around Most seemed to have a good time. Then he came around Unseen but heard Voice so shrieking it made children cry And just like that There was a dusty light in the sky First came the wind So sharp it cut humans Like diamond needles going 150mph. All you could see, Selected rows They turn into dust. Searing pains of emotions They flow through all Watching as many family's fall. When rows filled with people Turn into ash of dust That's when people started moving, Survival of the fittest is so it seem. But then came the lights So bright and blinding Going across rows where people moved, But not hitting those who stood still. Moving at the speed of light This light came and went Before anyone could blink. Once a row of people Now piles of ash Going through isles With no intent to stop. As soon as it came It was all over. And what was a population Was now only a few thousand. Covered in dust We heard a noise, Telling all of us To line in fours. Three lines were incredibly small But the first line That was way too full. Was the worst mistake to make. Inside the voice that was heard That shirked when spoken Turning into a figure Dark as night. There was no face There where no visible parts Black robe Black coverings And a scythe so silvery clear. Walking down a black building That had just appeared. What was heard next were screams! From death himself About how the first line Was way too long. Without a chance to move A quick breeze went through Split the line in half. With one quick swift. The front started to run. As for the others, blood went down their faces They lined up in the other three. Then something weird happened Line three started to run As line two became frozen. But one. So brave She walked out of line Heading straight to death. Given a chance to speak, One thing had been said. "Death, when can we go" As she stared Waiting for a response. Scared for her life, At this black spooky figure He turned to her. And then what was happening Became nothing, And she woke up Back into the real life. Where everything she just seen Had all been a dream.