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 Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 5:16 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 5:47 pm
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This World - in The End
What fortune can be sought, now in the end?
Ruins of the past littering the streets,
This broken world with no soldiers to send,
Where they no longer matter, our past feats.
Talons of corruption grasped on our hearts,
And dragged us down to forever darkness.
Civilization has fallen apart,
Brought to this by all of their false promise.
A great beautiful green world, nevermore,
A nuclear fallout, is now that place.
The four horsemen brought through missle bay door.
I now watch the tears go down every face,
And I wonder if this Reality,
Can be anything, but Insanity?
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 6:39 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 3:13 pm
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