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Jun 18
I smile during apocalypse
I fear there is love
Misunderstandings
We cannot want the same things
Armageddon is not the end
So long as the fires
dont touch everything
Death and birth
So many cycles
The moon and the earth
The sky and the dirt
I smile as the knife cuts deep
And riddles me incomplete
I feel there is love
My hands cannot reach
Suns setting seem like the end of light
The empty bones
The coldest night
Our stars in the sky
Away and up high
That a new day may arise
Torin
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Torin  charlotte NC
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