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The angels cry tonight, Terror touching ground. A savage, twisted sight, The Strange and deadly sound. Hold to faith real tight, When satanic kings are crowned.
A sky as black as tar descended on his people It's purpose to destroy a life of light in every child of every people To deny the spirit of our lord and cease the cleansing of our souls.
As I walked, The leaves decayed and rot. As I walked, The dead howled their pain out in vain to me. As I walked, My ice slithered down my skin.
Normally, I just stick to writing poetry or poetic stories, but I've been trying to write a decent fiction story for a while now and this was the best I've come up with.
Lots of people were rushing in the school, Marc and laura did to. Then Marc slammed the door behind. " Thanks for saving me you were very brave." said Laura with a smile.
#nightdwellers. Where the lightning was made. He'd heard of such a place. His journey had been long. Effort etched upon his face. He'd grown sick within himself. And too accustomed to the pain.
@Irrational_Kimmi The dolphins are out to get us, They want us dead, you know. They've got machine guns, plenty, To finish off the show.
A malicious battlefield where all will die, Flimsy boats treated like slaves, A dangerous game of dodgems, In, a rushing wall of water caves.
Tapping playin , being plays , by Machines, moving to soulless creations , no hope , no life , an ever waking death , of all things expansive , fear runs our show , not one stands amongst the...
Many years ago, a comet was rushing towards Earth, it landed in the Pacific Ocean, this caused a wave so large it was hitting China. The wave wiped out many cities near the Pacific Ocean.
All is quiet in this town The residents left long ago Leaving in a hurry Leaving all they couldn't carry No looking back When the government built it No one knew it would fall Now it was not...
#opussweeklychallenge Oh, Dear Future, My name's Jack, It seems Miss Nature, Packs a whack, We've taken quite a beating, see, And we'll be done in digits, three, It started with America, She...
#opussweeklychallenge. Oh, Dear Future,. My name's Jack,. It seems Miss Nature,. Packs a whack,. We've taken quite a beating, see,. And we'll be done in digits, three,. It started with America,.
#opussweeklychallenge. They asked us to write a letter. No idea what to say. Our last three days on earth. Armageddon on the way. What on earth can I say to you. As the ash falls down around.
Dear Future, I am writing to you in the hope that I can save you from that which destroyed us. In the hope that we have risen from the ashes as a better people.
This isn't the end I refuse to believe If it was why am I writing Something no one will receive, When the ash clouds descended, When the lightening destroyed They told us 'write letters' We...
#opussweeklychallenge Dear Future I don't smoke, but here I am Flicking grey ash to the ground There's no real panic considering Not even a pin drop sound They've asked us to write a letter But I...
Tonight the. iron gates of. hell will be opened. Fire and. brimstone will. rain down. Devils released. as their chains. are broken. In our unspoken. fears we. will drown. Curses and. ancient spells.
An old mansion sits at the top of the hill. With its steep pitched gables, it's presence leaves a chill. Guarded by gargoyles, once inside there's no way out.
Is it weird that I often fantasise. About seeing the end of days. It might be a zombie apocalypse. Or maybe aliens invade. I just want to be there. To see the sun explode.
"I despise it when people complain about being too hot, we're surrounded by darkness and our main light and heat source is the sun, which is most likely going to die and burn out sooner than...
Onyx ash carpets the dying, scorched earth. Searing, crimson rays of sun pierce the obsidian black world. Dazzling, flickering flames dance in tentacles of gleaming, ruby light.
And the clock tower chimed ten. Eleven. Twelve. Thirteen. And as the thirteenth chime rang throughout the small town of Bounderville, England, everything fell silent.
Just one girl against the world. Just one girl must win the war. Just one girl Must fight like she never has before. Just one girl can never cry. Just one girl must live to die.