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The sky is bright, but it's turning into red,
The sun is coming closer,
It seems like the whole world is about to bend.
The earth is shaking, is about of breaking,
Smiling, I look up ahead,
Maybe tomorrow is something we'll not get,
But as long I've got you, I think I'm ready for the end.
They're screaming, running,
Trying to get out alive.
I don't care,
I can see we're about of dying,
This may be the ending,
But I'm sure will come a new start.
There's no use in crying,
So I'll take your hand,
And as long I've got you, I think I'm ready for the end.
The earth is opening, releasing the creatures of the deep,
Flying above us, trying to devour us alive,
But I don't worry, I keep saying "this will be just another trip",
On our shoulders they'll land,
To tore out our eyes,
To cleave our head,
But as long I've got you, I think I'm ready for the end.
The flames of hell seems to come out,
Wanting to quench its blood hunger,
They are desperately running,
From death they think are hiding,
But we'll go right through the fire,
Smiling, I take your hand,
Because as long I've got you, I think I'm ready for the end.
The sun is coming closer,
It seems like the whole world is about to bend.
The earth is shaking, is about of breaking,
Smiling, I look up ahead,
Maybe tomorrow is something we'll not get,
But as long I've got you, I think I'm ready for the end.
They're screaming, running,
Trying to get out alive.
I don't care,
I can see we're about of dying,
This may be the ending,
But I'm sure will come a new start.
There's no use in crying,
So I'll take your hand,
And as long I've got you, I think I'm ready for the end.
The earth is opening, releasing the creatures of the deep,
Flying above us, trying to devour us alive,
But I don't worry, I keep saying "this will be just another trip",
On our shoulders they'll land,
To tore out our eyes,
To cleave our head,
But as long I've got you, I think I'm ready for the end.
The flames of hell seems to come out,
Wanting to quench its blood hunger,
They are desperately running,
From death they think are hiding,
But we'll go right through the fire,
Smiling, I take your hand,
Because as long I've got you, I think I'm ready for the end.
Literature
Do you still--
think you got the best of me?
think again.
assume i'm still crying over glass pieces of my heart?
look again.
believe i'll never be the same again?
because i'll be better.
feel like i want you back?
just to show you how unbroken i am.
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think i need you like i used to?
think again.
assume that i'll still be waiting under a rainy sky with unread letters?
look again.
believe i'm only a reader who gave up writing for you?
because i'm better than before.
feel like i don't mean a word i say?
it's because you never knew me.
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Literature
Your Beck and Call
You don't treat me with respect
So why do I give it to you?
You see me as garbage
While I see you as a king
I am at your beck and call
I've been nothing but nice to you
Giving you everything you always wanted
So when you wanted me out of your life
I reluctantly had to oblige
So you could be happy
I know you didn't read what I wrote to you
You probably threw it in the trash
Because you've forgotten about me
But I haven't forgotten about you
Not a day goes by where I don't think of you
How much I miss you
I miss us
Being friends or more
Sometimes I lie in bed all day
Too depressed to get up
But despite how miserable I may be
Literature
Not always the end
The seasons are passing,
That is unchanging.
The first leaves start to fall,
Leaving the tree alone, standing tall.
The flowers are withering,
The morning dew still slightly glimmering.
Life slowly being taken from the earth,
Letting the Winter prepare it for rebirth.
After the Winter the earth will be reborn,
The farmers will the harvest their corn.
New flowers will grow,
Be it fast or slow.
Forgetting the Winter and it's icy cold.
Leaving but the future to unfold.
The cold Winter removed old life,
Just to make place for new life.
An end is not always an end,
But make sure your time wasn't misspend.
The end is just a new st
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Well,I don't know from where came this,but I wrote it in less than 25 mins.
Honestlly,I Don't know if it's good or no,so I'm wating for your oppinions
Honestlly,I Don't know if it's good or no,so I'm wating for your oppinions
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this was beautiful!