The End Of Days

The End Of Days

A Poem by Allison

 

The end of days is here.
So I must face it, my dear.


It's clear, but oh-so unclear.
How will it change you, my dear?


Oh, don't let it hurt you.
It kills me to think it, my dear.


I want you to wipe away my tears.
But how can you, when you weep yourself, my dear?



I hate this sorrow. I need you here.
Don't cry for me, my dear.


Sing for me when I'm silent.

I need your promise, my dear.



I love you...

The end of days is here.

© 2009 Allison


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Allison
Ehh.

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Posted 10 Years Ago


Nice.
Sort of rhythmitic.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Excellent piece. Short, but effective, and I love the emotion that was put in here. Great job.

Posted 10 Years Ago


great piece and well done!

Posted 10 Years Ago


This made me cry when I read it.

Posted 10 Years Ago


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This was very good. Keep it up!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

the font is too small for me to read

next time write with a bigger one :D

Posted 11 Years Ago


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