Wasting.
Wasting thoughts on a world that
is never going to be better.
Humanity is gone,
destroyers are going to come.
Lose yourself in space as long as its
colourful.
Blue planet, black planet,
hole in universe.
Humans have to die.
Nature, take their breath away,
kill them before they
paint you black.
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Letters to Humanity
PoetryA collection of poems, dedicated to the world and especially humans. Attention: a trigger can be included.
