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For me the apocalypse is today, as I lay in my pool of blood, the world is ending, I hear the sirens, a flashing ray, I hear the paramedic say, he won't live to see another day, then I ask myself , why do I have to die this way, making it my apocalypse, my judgement day, for as I die, the world is ending the world is dying with me, everyday there is an apocalypse, for everyone who dies, and this one is mine.
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Nov 12, 2012
Nov 12, 2012 at 9:10 PM UTC
Apocalypse
For me the apocalypse is today, as I lay in my pool of blood, the world is ending, I hear the sirens, a flashing ray, I hear the paramedic say, he won't live to see another day, then I ask myself , why do I have to die this way, making it my apocalypse, my judgement day, for as I die, the world is ending the world is dying with me, everyday there is an apocalypse, for everyone who dies, and this one is mine.
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Nov 12, 2012
Nov 12, 2012 at 9:10 PM UTC
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