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The ground Rumbles and cracks As the army Of heaven And the army Of hell gather To prepare for the final war. I stood alone Watching and waiting For the outcome As swords and wings clashed I saw many fall But never hit the ground Falling to my knees I couldnt watch anymore "Choose..." A voice said I looked up And saw something I couldnt understand It was a sword The blade face down Stuck in the ground. I reached for it But it burned My hand Gripping the hilt Bitting back the udge to scream I pulled it. Holding the sword I looked around A black beam of energy Tore through my chest As I fell to my knee I turned fast "Now it ends!" I scream. Raising the sword high I slam it into the shadow At my feet I hear an inhuman scream As I back up The shadow appears To take form Looking closer It is me but darker Laying in a pool Of black blood. Turning my face upward I scream So loud the angels and demons Stop and look at me. A little girl appears Out of the shadows Running to me she embraces me "Thank you." As her energy engulfs me Before she disappears. The demons Back away in fear For now I stood with the angels The sword of my destiny In my hands Clad in white armor Ready.. For the final Inner Apocolypse.
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Aug 9, 2012
Aug 9, 2012 at 12:39 AM UTC
Inner Apocolypse
The ground Rumbles and cracks As the army Of heaven And the army Of hell gather To prepare for the final war. I stood alone Watching and waiting For the outcome As swords and wings clashed I saw many fall But never hit the ground Falling to my knees I couldnt watch anymore "Choose..." A voice said I looked up And saw something I couldnt understand It was a sword The blade face down Stuck in the ground. I reached for it But it burned My hand Gripping the hilt Bitting back the udge to scream I pulled it. Holding the sword I looked around A black beam of energy Tore through my chest As I fell to my knee I turned fast "Now it ends!" I scream. Raising the sword high I slam it into the shadow At my feet I hear an inhuman scream As I back up The shadow appears To take form Looking closer It is me but darker Laying in a pool Of black blood. Turning my face upward I scream So loud the angels and demons Stop and look at me. A little girl appears Out of the shadows Running to me she embraces me "Thank you." As her energy engulfs me Before she disappears. The demons Back away in fear For now I stood with the angels The sword of my destiny In my hands Clad in white armor Ready.. For the final Inner Apocolypse.
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Aug 9, 2012
Aug 9, 2012 at 12:39 AM UTC
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