Apocalypse
"APOCALYPSE!"
We are slowly but surely leaning towards the final hour
though it feels more like a hoax,
It is upon us.
The subliminal signs in the sky heralding the days,
lurking stealthily for its prey...
we wont see it, we wont heart it and
it will strike whilst we slumber or is it?
All will run for cover ,
But it will be too late!
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