

The ApocalypseThe Apocalypse. To survive on this lonely planet, Would be a waste of all life. The skies remain blue, Children calm and content. Yet it rains. One single cloud It floods the sky. A stench of rotting dead. It floods my senses. My fate has been decided. The skies turn glowing red Children scream in glorious pain. Two bright lights remain One bright in all it's glory. One dark with all it's pain A silent screech is released This is the end.The Apocalypse


GhostsLike seeing someoneGhosts
From the corner of your eye But when you look
There is nothing there. Its like grasping for a dream. Fading from a corridor of sleep Once there and seen But now, Gone and forgotten
These thoughts They fade away Falling like tears
But burning like stars These days
They spin on and on Draining this soul
er
what trek do I know you from?
peace out thanks for the fav.
Bill Newbold
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the blank mind is only as empty as it thinks it is...
one is not real but almost...a real one
I can edit kinetic energy potentially.
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"Will you ever ease the pain, the tears wont take away"
~DedicatedSciFi
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"I have no regrets in my life. I think that everything happens to you for a reason. The hard times that you go through build character, making you a much stronger person" --- Rita Mero
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Nothing is too small to know, Nothing is too big to conquer...
Thank you for the fav of the red one!
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