Ashley Genocide

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The End Of The Ended World - Poem by Ashley Genocide

it's the apocalypse!
let's save our money
let's save our bodies
and let the souls burning

we think we always know about everything
we always promise we won't forget that thing
we're already burning in hell
and we still don't regret
the suffering we raised
the hate we still eat for breakfast

we always know everything
we never forget a thing
however we are under the rocks
our bodies are under the soil

it's the apocalypse!
let's save our money
let's save our bodies
and let the souls burning

it's the apocalypse
but we don't give a damn!
it can burn our souls
it can frize our blood
but we don't notice cos we still feel the body

we still make promises we'll never keep forever
we still think we'll go to heaven
we are so foolished blinded,
that we don't see we are already burning

we have feelings
but we can't feel we are burning
we have feelings
but we can't feel they are suffering


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 6, 2010



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