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Paul R Hensley Jan 2016
Now i'm here
But where's here?
What's here?
Scary faces?
Hacked up children?
Death lingers here
I'm sure...
But what's this
Oh
It's just your mothers dead corpse
How sweet
This place they call earth
But really it's really just hell
But you on the other hand
Are my life's work
I'll never understand you
Because you're human.
Paul R Hensley Jan 2016
And we are floating out to no where
When I crash
When I land this make-shift toy
For all the world to see

That's when you pick up all the pieces of me
Like a broken puzzle
But you don't have all the pieces
And neither do I

Sit and watch the sea of emotions
hopes are gone with one last commotion


And here we are
Look around
No where to be found...
Day three of a seven day binge.
Paul R Hensley Jan 2016
This planet is gone
RIOT...
RIOT...
It's all we see
The begining of the end
Purge?

BOOM...
BOOM...
It's all we hear
The smell of war
Never ending like space and time

Children of war
Must rise and destroy this broken system
We need change
But can't cause technology has the upperhand
We are pawns to this silly game of chess

— The End —