Will there be a tomorrow
Will today be my last
Will it happen slow as slow
Or will it happen fast
Will the preping be for nothing
Will I have too much supply
Will it keep on going right
Or will it just pass by
Will we never know what comes
Will we look back and laugh
No one knows what will become
Of us, on our behalf.
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Life is just writing without an eraser.
It was the glimpse into a nightmare... Or was it a dream. Which reflected That which I already knew- Though could not believe true.
How the world will end Is a mystery to us all Will the sun crash into us As a flaming ball. Will we kill off ourselves With war and polution.
Listen. You need to get away from here.
Raindrops frozen in time Suspended in mid air He knew not of any crime Stalking the land with due care The scene was paused and troubled No sun, no sounds, no light The city was war torn, rubbled...
Clouds of ice and blazing skies, And petrified onlooking eyes, Cold sunsets paint the final night, Across the lands that glowed with light.
Numbers and predictions about the world coming to an end I just don't understand the message that they send It seems to me like a rising trend New religions have even been born to address the...
@WhiteSun Thanks! I really hope the world doesn't die tomorrow... I don't really believe it, anyway.
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