My kind will die and I'll be the last
So fuck the world and forget the past
Cause what matters if you'll be forgotten
This world will burn off for it's rotten
People find trends and follow the devil
Everybody corrupts to the wrong level
Like I said that we're the first dead
Just wait for the fire send to be
THE END
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Author:
Last Shadow (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Just life today, we are but the Lord's ashes to be blown off with the past
- Category: Short story
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Comments1
Very moving I can only think that I don't want to be last ill be my best to become the first, nope that's not it! You've left my mind all over the place as I'm in no race.
Thank you for the inspiration my friend
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