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Mar 2010
To enter into my world
close your eyes for a second
fill your ears with laughter
and picture a green pasture
filled with long grass and tall trees
create a perfect blur sky above it
then make perfect white clouds just below it
now picture a city tall and grand
with people and street lamps and cars and such
now it's being overrun by sand
flames the size of great buildings
burning the green to a wasteland
dead bodies strewn about the floor
a tap tap tapping at your bedroom door
a large axe crashing through the wood
you get up, run, and jump right out the window
you're falling now, through the empty black sky
you don't know how to save yourself, then suddenly a light
appears before your very eyes, then wham!
you hit the floor, you don't know how you survived
living in this burning wasteland is your life
surviving in it is your strife.
Written by
Ricardo Jimenez
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