This planet is crumbling to dust,
Wondering what's happening to us?
People not acting how they used to be,
I'm smelling evil's scent, the enemy.
What will it take to put everything right?
Waiting patiently for the final fight.
Ungodly dust mites drinking black coffee,
Red pilled truth is hard to swallow, sorry.
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Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
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Comments1
Good write SM.
Cheers
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