The whole world falls
As everything crumbles
Leaving it to dust
Nothing but dust
That is what my future holds
The End of all things
The dying of the Light
The reign of the Darkness
The pillars that held me aloft
That held me in the air
Have burned down to nothing
And I plummeted into the Dark
Nothing hindering or stopping
The decay of my life
The rotting of happiness
As the crumbling of the Light
Hello Internet! I'm a person (not a robot), and I can type things into a computer (hard to believe but true). One day, I was bored, and was thinking about thinking, so I made a blog. And the moral of this story is: don't run with scissors.
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- Camping with JD - Part 6
- Poetry with JD - The Trees
- Poetry with JD - The Woods
- Poetry with JD - The Dark Despair
- Poetry with JD - Plague
- Poetry with JD - Crumbles
- Poetry
- New Mexico
- Time (the creation)
- Time (the beginning)
- Camping with JD - part 5
- Realty Check
- Academic Achievement
- Ham
- Final Exams
- Rain
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