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End of this World

Sonnet

By ShadowedLiarPublished 5 years ago 1 min read

For the time has come to end this world

Fire’s food is the fresh ground earth

Episodes of lives have unfurled

Like the wings of an angel at every birth.

The air’s so hot and suffocating

I can hardly breathe as my lungs tear

People scream and my heart is speeding

I feel all around me everyone’s fear

Waves of fire eat and eat

The smell of flesh burning all around

Fire gives off such an inexplicable heat

Melted flesh flows onto the ground

Blood boiling and steaming hot

Inside everyone’s veins

This fatal fate we have got

Everyone soon releases all their pains

This world must end, and we all know

But truly, I hate to see it go.

surreal poetry

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