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If the world folds in today, I would be the first to plunge in straight... In an otherwise gray canvas, Doomsday, a crunchy cream hard to pass.. At least there would be some action, Other than the empty, shallow existence. Wish to see it in broad daylight, When the life is gulped out of few worthless lives.. Waiting! It is already worse here, Why nature, you curbing your fire? Lash out and gobble us fast, Do you fear, as we are contagious lot... Trust me, not all of us are bad, Not counting the rapists, terrorists, psychopaths out there.... Hoping that this narrow path, Leads to the land of Gods. Where clock doesn't race, Men walk at leisurely pace..
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May 20, 2016
May 20, 2016 at 8:00 AM UTC
Doomsday
If the world folds in today, I would be the first to plunge in straight... In an otherwise gray canvas, Doomsday, a crunchy cream hard to pass.. At least there would be some action, Other than the empty, shallow existence. Wish to see it in broad daylight, When the life is gulped out of few worthless lives.. Waiting! It is already worse here, Why nature, you curbing your fire? Lash out and gobble us fast, Do you fear, as we are contagious lot... Trust me, not all of us are bad, Not counting the rapists, terrorists, psychopaths out there.... Hoping that this narrow path, Leads to the land of Gods. Where clock doesn't race, Men walk at leisurely pace..
viji-suresh
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May 20, 2016
May 20, 2016 at 8:00 AM UTC
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