Title: My Apocalypse
by Smallee from Surrey | in writing, poetry, dark
And here芒聙聶s the last day
The last one on earth
The Judgement day.
I rise up my glass to the darkening skies
And say:
芒聙聹Cheers god, for my demise芒聙聺
I lean back in my chair
And watch the despair
And the soulless creatures run around
Praying to be saved
I don芒聙聶t think so
Its judgement day.
The fireballs rain
And the world is on fire
Our own earthly version
Of a funeral pyre
A satisfactory smile
A sip of a drink
No more time to speak
No more time to think
This is it
I芒聙聶ll see you in hell
Everybody get ready
This Is the day that the earth fell.
A poem about My Apocalypse
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