Run
Oh, when the end came
It was a thief in the night
It was so sudden
We were not prepared…
We were caught off guard
Fear was frozen inside us
The sky had fallen.
We thought we had more time…
We were all angry
Disappointed and confused
Oh, we were all lost!
The creator turned
Away from all of us, now
We were all alone.
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AmaraTheWarrior
Hello, my name is Anne-Marie. Welcome to my profile. I like to think of myself as a writer and advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses. Part of me struggles with my faith on a daily basis because of my sexual orientation. So a lot of my poetry is about coping with that and my health on a day-to-day basis. I don't define myself with my sexual orientation or my health struggles but they are a part of me; there's no denying that. I love to write dark science fiction about dystopic futuristic landscapes. I like to write strong female leads with a lot of emotion and feeling to them. I truly live, breathe, and enjoy writing. Thank you for reading this
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