In a city of bones
An empty shell
She stands alone
in the downpour of acidic rain
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Her hair falls in her face.
She doesn't bother to push it away
In this dim light
A city of smog
Ashes rain down from the sky
Smothering the Earth's vitality
Slowly, one by one
We die off
Victims of our own self-induced ignorance
Victims of the blindness of others
In this empty world now
All is still and quiet
Again the world is alone
And, maybe, better off
without us.
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Jokes, Riddles, and Other Philosophical Insights
RandomSo this is just for me to do whatever depending on the mood I'm in. It's a way to get my feelings out, and also a way to show you what kind of person I am. So I hope you enjoy this inside look of who I am, but please don't use it against me to do wh...
