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Oct 2012
I stand at the edge of the world
My hands are callous and I am alone
We promised this is where we would meet
When the earth met its end
All of the corpses and burnt crumbled buildings
Are leading you to me
Because we said we’d come here
When the world is over
And all are dead and gone
We’d be the only ones
No more worries and no more thoughts
So I destroyed the earth to bring you home
To bring you here
But you forgot
So here
I stand at the edge of the world
My hands are callous

And I am alone.
Kristine
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Kristine  Chicago, IL
(Chicago, IL)   
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