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Armageddon

that time of year again
to look back
reflect
memories of smiles
now fade to black

for this year
this fucking year
not one to remember
for there is nothing left
 
no child's laugh
no happy dogs
no joyful songs
no brothers on hogs

just a lonesome soul
sits on a shelf
no feelings of worth
a hollow self

so I hope this earth
ends when they say
for this loneliness
I'm not shore
will handel

the hallowed day

to much pain inside
from which I can't hide
 
the best thing to happen

would be

this worlds demise
Written by Blackenedsole (Boreas)
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