The End
My world, my future, my life
Ends before my eyes
I see something cross the sky
Is this a dream? Oh! What horror I see
Family, friends
Say their goodbyes.
There is pain in their eyes
And their souls
The end is finally near.
What is this, a tear?
Or do I just fear
That I did not live enough.
Heat hits our skin
Sending shivers within
Never letting go, hand by hand
We walk through our land.
I see something cross the sky.
My world, my future, my life
Ends before my eyes.
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