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The End Is Near

The End Is Near

A Poem by Passingdaze

The end is just the beginning,

A shard of glass embedded in my soul.


We seek salvation and run away from truth,

Covering our eyes as we stumble through this nightmare.


We can never shakes these shades of darkness,

They define who we truly are.


Gifted puppets without reason,

Empty shells just waiting for a better day.

© 2013 Passingdaze

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Added on May 21, 2013
Last Updated on May 21, 2013



Blacksburg, VA

I am 34 years old. I live in Southwest Virginia. I am a musician and I also love to write and read poetry. I especially enjoy strange and deeply personal writing. To my friends on this site: Please re.. more..