Apocalypse

A dark haiku

By Jenna Published about a year ago • 1 min read

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Furious Fires burned

Smoke filled skies covered us all

Will we survive this?

sad poetry

About the Creator

Jenna

Just a vinyl collecting, vintage tech loving, tea drinking, goosebumps aficionado/nostalgia junkie/empath here!! I love my two crazy teenagers, my four rabbits~ Storm, Neo, Thunder and Patch, my bengal cat~ Willow and ALL the books :)

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