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Current mood:Poetic
Painted Black On a silhouette of of sorrows Broken mirrors Fortell the future of tomorrow Ultraviolet light Burns a path of destruction The reaper carries out All of deaths construction Hopelessness Burning through the thoughts of all All of mankind Going to take the fall This is chaos at its finest This is life at its worst No more happy endings Everything is cursed Angels start falling From the wondrous gates of light Everyone is fearful So full of helpless fright Planes crash Into an ocean of fire Everything lost, All that we desire Buildings burning And falling to the ground Nothing here No one can be found
The end is near.......... The end is here..........
4:25 AM
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