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What does the end of the world look like? Do you think you’d be in my arms As we watch the death of the sun? All the light of this world would disappear And all the colors we once admired would turn bleak The moon would be just a dark orb Like an angry God’s eye And as you may know, there’s no moonlight without sunlight Thus all the beauty will be gone What does the end of the world look like? Do you think all humans would unite? Do you think that all the hate would disappear? Or would it enhance the existing one? That no mother would look out for her child Do you think that God would truly come? Would He be rageful or serene? Would He call us sinners or say we did a great job? Do you think He’d glow? Or do you think He’d laugh? But please, my darling, don’t make me a moon; Dark and bitter without your light So stay by my side, it’ll pass like all things do Let’s show our condolences to the moon Stargaze like we’ve always wanted to What does the end of the world look like? Would it be an international panic? Do you think that all humans would turn manic? But, darling, for sure, I know I’d accept my fate The world might be ending but not the space So hold my hand, let’s dance Until this cold breeze takes our last breath away
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Jan 16
Jan 16, 2026 at 7:09 AM UTC
The end of the world
What does the end of the world look like? Do you think you’d be in my arms As we watch the death of the sun? All the light of this world would disappear And all the colors we once admired would turn bleak The moon would be just a dark orb Like an angry God’s eye And as you may know, there’s no moonlight without sunlight Thus all the beauty will be gone What does the end of the world look like? Do you think all humans would unite? Do you think that all the hate would disappear? Or would it enhance the existing one? That no mother would look out for her child Do you think that God would truly come? Would He be rageful or serene? Would He call us sinners or say we did a great job? Do you think He’d glow? Or do you think He’d laugh? But please, my darling, don’t make me a moon; Dark and bitter without your light So stay by my side, it’ll pass like all things do Let’s show our condolences to the moon Stargaze like we’ve always wanted to What does the end of the world look like? Would it be an international panic? Do you think that all humans would turn manic? But, darling, for sure, I know I’d accept my fate The world might be ending but not the space So hold my hand, let’s dance Until this cold breeze takes our last breath away
Rina111
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Jan 16
Jan 16, 2026 at 7:09 AM UTC
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