The Hour of Doom

[———-Reposted———-] When the clouds shall rain blood, and when skulls and bones, shall grow from the thick mud, The air filled with shrieks and moans. . When the stars shall fade The moon shall turn brown, When the sky shall lose its shade, The earth, shall in that hour frown. . Water shall dry, andContinue reading “The Hour of Doom”

Free Fall

We are in free fall, Plumetting down the chasm, Surrounded by the fiery wall. . There is no hope, No crevice to hold on to, Nor any rope. . Death seems certain, All that our future holds, Is pain. . All action seems futile, For we are in free fall, Yet I wear a smile.Continue reading “Free Fall”

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