Our Time Has Come

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Religion and Spirituality  |  House: Booksie Classic
Revelation; last book in The Bible.

Submitted: September 30, 2011

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Submitted: September 30, 2011



My balcony is high,

Although my strength is low.

The space bwtween these cracks,

Are chipping away my soul.

The sky turns pale,

And the moon is gone.

The sun explodes,

While life goes on.

Their horrified by his wrath.

Screams  haunt the ghouls of a daily waste.

It twirls and shutters in its path.

The fear you can alomst taste.

The corpse is still,

But the thumping you can hear,

As the chimes begin to sound,

It burns away your tears.

They won't let you cry,

Because the effect is a large cost.

But if you listen to the reasons why,

They'll guve you back a loss.

A fade of changing lie,

Turns black before your eyes.

And while you rake away the scrapes,

Torment shades the skies.

The sight is rough,

But your sockets are wide,

With a true intention,

To sense its pride.

And cherish his spirit.

Let death bare it.

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