Subspace implosions
Caused by my mental explosions
Destroying all these millions
All these people, they were trillions.
When thunder speaks, we all must listen
Raindrops fall, and raindrops glisten
Over this broken land of ruin
This broken and fallen land of ruin
The reaper comes to clean the mess
He will lay us down to rest
This broken land will haunt us no more
This broken and fallen land will want us no more
Follow him into the speak-less hall
Follow him beyond these speak-less silent walls
The trail of tears we leave behind
Without our trail of sorrow we would be blind
The storms come and the storms pass
But I will follow the reaper past
No Blue Oyster, I do not fear him.
No Blue Oyster, I'm not afraid to get near him
I crushed my world
I crushed, killed, and ruined my world
So I will follow him to the other side
Follow the reaper to a place where my sins may hide
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Random Poetry
PuisiThis is just a collection of poems I write at random about random stuff. You can find my every emotion and feeling somewhere in these poems
