judgement day
when we are born we cry, moms say its okay
what if we knew what was to come
what is known as judgement day
the day that leaves you numb
the day we show what we are
if we can run far
or jump high
tell a good lie
when we seem to worry about nothing
hiding from those that deem us prey
those who know everthing
espesially on judgement day
see who is smart or not
what is good and what is bad
the battles we fought
and days we become sad
who is ready for judgement day
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