Tess Connor

Rookie (30/10/1992 / Mt Gambier)

The Dreaded End - Poem by Tess Connor

The land of the weak, the home of the brave
The bottomless pit, the mass burial grave
The tremendous stench of the rotting pride
The end of the world, the evil side
The last gasp of air we all eventually take
Is the dreaded fate we all will make

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 18, 2010



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