End Hold

human kind

Confused and blind

Filled with lust

Having no trust

It is the end of us

 

The time in nearing

It's coming close

Watch and listen

There is no hope

 

The only plan is my own

Only shared with whom iv'e told

 

It may be dark

It may be bleak

But strong and bold

I will uphold those i know have

true worth of their soul
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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