The End
No where left to run
No more Time to hide
You can't stop this disaster
Once our Worlds Colide
Stand Strong in the mist of this Calamlity
Doomed to our Compressibility
False hope so addicting
Freedom Constricting
I Won't see you again
For this is my End
Though my story is over, another one is told
All watch and listen as this story unfolds.
Copyright © Amanda Sullivan | Year Posted 2010
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