End Is Near
(Quickie Poem)
In a world where the sky is dark
Everyone's inside, no traces are marked
All alone in a dark cold world
Wind is blowing, taking me into a hurl.
The ground is shaking, The end is near
Only thing your thinking; is getting out of here
Nowhere to be found, Nowhere to hide
Only to think; how to get inside
nerves are shaking, the grounds are too
Only to think; what to do?
The world is ending, so take a run
while your'e still running?
The ending has just begun.
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