Are we really going to let the bad guys end the world?
Sitting there, letting them burn our trees
To the darkest black ever seen
Or are we going to stand up
And give them all nosebleeds
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PoetryYou filled my bones With words we never spoke Suddenly I was too much to carry A collection of poems I wrote on my notes app and want to share with the world of wattpad.
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Are we really going to let the bad guys end the world?
Sitting there, letting them burn our trees
To the darkest black ever seen
Or are we going to stand up
And give them all nosebleeds
