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The end of all that is
And so it begins, the end of all love;
The destruction of a universe, once so cherished, soon to be gone.
If all that came before was just a war on the senses,
Then is that why I am left blind to seeing where it all went wrong?
Let the world implode to show the pain inside my soul;
Another being gone from this black hole that you call Earth.
It feeds upon rejection and pain is all I have known.
Let me be gone to a place of reckoning;
This life has nothing left for me to earn.
The world is empty now I have taken away my love;
Your planet is just a porcelain figure of Atlas standing tall.
There is no feeling left for me to go and discover,
Because your land of the living has left me dead to you all.
You send your thoughts out into the atmosphere,
In a vague hope that somebody or something out there will hear.
But the mighty are deaf to the thoughts of us all;
They will not reply to a human, because they will only watch as we fall.
You can ask all the questions, but the truth shall remain unknown;
You can pray to see the answers, but they are still hidden.
You can discover everything, but in the end you are still lost and alone.
Your thoughts are yours, your thoughts are taught;
Your thoughts are simply mistaken.
No chance of redemption for a fallen species;
No spaceship coming to save us and take us away.
No hand from the sky to lift us up from this land;
No hope left for a future and nothing more to say.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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