Sweet End
Tornados destroying night and day turns the sky dark and gray. First devouring
the sun and then the moon the end of the world will come soon. Towns and
cities falling through the earth. Quakes taking apart Gia for all it`s worth. Floods
and tidal waves crash giving people no choice but to swim at last. One
catastrophe after another we should`ve been better to our mother.
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