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at the end
i gave up
so tired, darknights in my future.
Jaxey Aug 2020
Don't go into a book
expecting a sequel;

sometimes the end
is actually the end
How I felt after watching Devilman Crybaby ;-;
that **** broke ma heart
Pockets Aug 2020
What an ******* I must be
To have the audacity
To fall in love
As the world is ending
To stand face to face with hate
And not hesitate
To say I’m in love
Fully and wholeheartedly in love
With the world
With the girl
With the feeling that feeling this good should never be criminal
If this is our last hora
Lets make it loud
So We got a soundtrack
when the building start to crumble down
VineBabe Aug 2020
Swish, thump, swoosh. I jump !
How could I best keep the rope
From around my neck.
Norman Crane Aug 2020
and one day the world will end
a winding road
missing its final bend
mary liles Aug 2020
on a night like this
i kissed your lips goodbye
for you were headed into tomorrow
and i to the sweet summer sky
Astrea Aug 2020
When the old world came to an end,
we would slow dance in the kitchen
to the song of apocalypse,
hiding behind the bars of music notes,
and imagined a world anew.
Inspired by the song Apocalypse by Cigarettes After ***:)
Phil B Aug 2020
Cold empty chrysalis
And pig slop -

Suckle the hearthfire **** of mother earth
we praise ourselves on being diverse
but we are the biodiversity,
spread so thin we can't nourish the hungry and thirsty.

The pale moon shines on a world somehow even colder,
we consume the birthday cake leaving only the smoulders,

Built monuments and towers to a false kind of power,
mycellium clouds bloom come to consume what is ours,
The midnight clock ticking to doomsday, now minutes from hours.

We believe that we control the elements, but loom they,
The ancient forces come soon to smother and cover in dirt
this mausoleum soon to be crematorium Earth.

And when the smoke clears and lifted is the haze
I dream of a peace on Earth without the human race.
Fayez Aug 2020
She dances
To keep warm

Hoping one day
Her sun will rise again

Pale skin, blue lips
She never stops

She prays for a sunrise
That will never come

Her world will freeze
Along with her soul
Some endings are inevitable
, and not all endings are happy.
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