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The Rising End
Contributed by
skelington
on
Saturday, 30th October 2004 @ 01:07:18 PM in AEST
Topic:
dedicatedpoems
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Bombs rain down like heavens tears, the earth shall die and dissapear,
and today
We wish the sky was grey
for now they're
just black and empty.
Ripped and torn from inside out, things too dark to think about, no miracles, no bleeding bands, God has parted.
And when the end she comes, rains down on everyone, fire from the sky, and when the end she rides, breathing out suicide.
Life and Death are one.
As a flane burns to touch the sky, so it shall be with man's cry, and this night all will pass away.
And this night we shall die as one.
Copyright ©
skelington
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2004-10-30 13:07:18] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The Rising End
(User Rating: 1 ) by Spazzo on
Saturday, 30th October 2004 @ 01:26:00 PM AEST (User
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Great write. God is with us.
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