Groping in the dark
Emptiness so stark
Will we leave a mark
Time to build an ark
Walls are closing in
World is full of sin
Time to wipe it clean
From the vice I mean
Cabin in the woods
Is a waste of dreams
World that no one leaves
While the mortal lives
Why we even try
Why resist and cry
Should collapse and die
Or despair deny
Claw and rage and fight
Oh my friend and bride
With all of your might
For a future bright
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Author:
Andosius (
Offline) - Published: July 7th, 2026 06:21
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
No one gets out of this life alive is the rule. A great poem and rhyme. Well done
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