When all that's said and done,
Is about to begin again,
Eliminating the day,
The angels cried "Amen!"
In the dark of night
Or in the light of day,
Its going to happen,
It will happen either way.
Maybe all it is
Is a chance to heal the past.
But perhaps that all it is,
Is to make a chance to make scars that will forever last.
Some will view this as a turn point,
Others, will regret.
Some will see this very moment
To cherish those they haven't met.
The tables flipped,
The cards are dealed,
There's no turning back.
Keep your hope and keep your strength,
Just don't fall off of track.
The sun's now falling from the sky,
Its rays are very dim.
Just wait until the connon goes,
And that's when all is set.
Five, just make it out alive,
Four, there will be lots of gore.
Three, just don't get shot and bleed.
Two, just know, I won't forget you.
One, the battle has begun.
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Poetry
PoetryJust some poetry I wrote. All of it is from when I was between ten to twelve, so no hate.
