The End
When the world ends,
When it comes to a halt.
Who will be there,
To sort it all out?
.
The tides are turning.
We're losing sight,
Of what is around us,
What isn't alright.
.
Predators roaming,
Swift as night.
Searching for prey,
With all their might.
.
We forget who's out there,
Unable to comprehend,
What life would be like,
If it came to an end.
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