DeadlineA Poem by The Poet of Black Wings
Panic,
Fear, All things that send you Crumbling into despair! The sky is broken, But you can't even look Up or Away from the deviation At your feet and Terrors at your back. The world is Falling apart. But just in a moment, You avoid the destruction. At great cost, saved yourself. But continue to Fear. What have i done? Was it The right thing? © 2016 The Poet of Black Wings |
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