just a little poem i've been working on..
i've been going thro some bad writers block today, so this is a little relief to me..
as we stare into the glowing sky as the wheels slow to a stop perhaps we will die, our fight is for nought for on this day all is lost will someone come, and save us from our holocoust
sent forth from firey hell this creature comes our death it does spell killing the young and slaughtrying the old the death of all it beholds
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