Bits of yellow and orange fill the air,
Nothing else matters,
The temperature is rising, no time to spare
Glass falls and shatters,
Photos start falling to the floor,
Memories are gone,
Smoke gathers up fogging the door,
It slowly approaches dawn,
A body is stuck inside the mansion,
He doesn't care,
All he had is rage and tension,
His mind is going bare,
One more look into the cloudy glass,
All seems lost,
He doesn't need the pink stache's sass,
He remembers the frost,
The world he knew comes crumbling down,
The end is drawing near,
He holds the one he loved close with a frown,
They are his dear,
Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust,
Blue and red flashes,
And a darkened gray crust.
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Mark, Jack, and Egos X Reader (Oneshots)
FanfictionAn entire book filled to the brim with x reader stories with Markiplier, Jacksepticeye, and their alter egos! Requests are allowed, however continuations of stories will cost you something. Art by thewhovianhalfling on Deviantart Egos: Markiplier ...
