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Sep 2016
We are all beings of self destruction
May it be small
Or may it be big
There is no difference

War is coming
Prepare youself
For when it comes
We are all doomed

Death and dismay
Suffering and damnation
All these things
To come in time

The world dying
We do not see
The life is fleeting
Yet we do not care

Open your eyes
See what really is
Gaze upon the destruction
We have created

The deaths we've caused
The lives we ruined
The hell that is to come
And the grace we long forgotten

Though it may seem abysmal
We gaze through the debris
To see the glory
We use to be
Cerasium
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Cerasium  31/M/Phoenix, Arizona
(31/M/Phoenix, Arizona)   
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