End of Days
I see the coming troubles, of the day to come;
I wonder to myself; what have we done.
The world as beautiful as it is; we have managed to destroy.
Bringing it closer to its end; cause of arrogance and self-ploy;
There are alot of things changing; no experts can truly explain.
I just hope the end is not as near as everyone proclaims.
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