ExitA Poem by M.a. Benjaminsome piece of nonsense i wrote real quick while i was bored
The lights above have all gone out
There is nothing left to perceive If darkness must be suffered now The rest can shrink away and grieve These roots have crept into the earth A crop of ash is all that's reaped Time has come to embrace the curse The end of days upon us creeps
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Added on April 6, 2015 Last Updated on April 6, 2015 Author
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