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Tags: Decay, Dead, Hell, Damned


This has been on my mind for over a year. I constantly think of when the world will end and how it will end. It is a dark piece that I have written.


Submitted:Dec 10, 2009    Reads: 66    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Through dark skies a ray of golden light shines through

Angels soar above the solemn and weeping clouds

The world rotates slower and slower

Time seems to freeze and the clock stops ticking

Heaven and hell goes to war and battle

But there is only one human soul to either damn or save

Death and blood on the grounds of the earth

All life has wilted

Never to thrive or flourish again

Angels fall

And demons burn again

The sun burnt out a long time ago

It almost seems like centuries

The heavens and hell soar

To the dying soul

The soul is torn

Which should be followed into the life forever after

Shall the soul burn

Or shall it walk into enternity and agelessness

Shall it go

Or shall it stay with the fading earth

Mother earth will never again prosper

The mends will never be sewn

The soul has been forsaken

Niether way it goes





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