A land is frozen by dawn,
The city's people paralyzed.
They wait and wait for the devil's spawn,
Cry as they conceal themselves with lies.
I pray for the smog to clear,
For the monsters to stay farther.
But bones will always shake with fear,
And I keep waiting for a martyr.
One day the stars will fall,
And create craters in the earth.
Buildings will forever stand tall,
But all we will be is dirt.
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The Book of Fantastical Confusion
Poetry"The most important thing, darling, is to live a fabulous life. As long as it's fabulous, I don't care how long it is." - Freddie Mercury Art, madness and poetry--whatever more could you need? Highest Rankings: #1 in poetry #1 in midnight thoughts #...
