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Apr 2010
I'm here,
I'm walking down the street,
overwhelmed with endless possibilities.
I'm here,
I'm beside my troops of love,
watching,
as the sky falls from above.
Side by side we all stand,
all of us grasped hand in hand.
With a new life on my right,
and a shattered heart to my left,
we march on in the face of death.
Marble columns of power stand around us,
waiting for the moment of destruction,
a self-implosion,
a theft of reality.
Distanced in front lies the sun,
its descent upon us has already begun.
Towards us we feel the energy flow,
striking us at the heart with heavy blows.
And rolling down behind the sun from afar,
we feel the vibes of angry, wrathful mars.
We must run for our escape!
We must save ourselves from the end!
And with one slick motion,
I swept up my troops and ran.
Written by
Justinian
695
   Sara Mann
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