Aimee Pruitt

A Timeless Question - Poem by Aimee Pruitt

A tragic episode barely escaped,
The last whispered sigh before you slip helplessly away.
All darkness must come to a brutal end.

The lingering stench of day old old corpse,
As one trips and slides
Through the grime of a nightmare.

The increasingly old threat of Armageddon, and all for what?
A cheap thrill?
Or do they all truly believe?

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 30, 2008

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