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Burning Earth

It scorched the land and burns the tongue, Our undoing, An apocalypse Made by us. The plants wilt as we all suffer, The planet’s cracked down to the core. There is no hope of turning back, As the gas slowly kills us all.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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