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ForeverJesus7

I watch as the sky turns black.

I ask where's the sun because it should be still daytime.

Rumblings happening here buildings are being destroyed there.

Everyone's worried, scared, and panicking.

It's funny because now they are running

A few minutes ago they were gunning to the man who they want answers from.

Just a lonely man with two people on his side.

And only one gives him credit where credit is due.

So I live freely now with the lonely man who was captured

As time repeats itself in an ugly manner.

Now I look as people destroy themselves and other.

In a world full of hate it's hard to stand in the middle

But when the final music plays the ones who did not listen will find they were played like a fiddle.

 

  • Author: Dion P. Crown (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 12th, 2017 07:02
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 15


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