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The end of the world

The sky turns red.
Stars pour down like rain.
Huge fireballs crash into the earth.
Hear the people scream.

The world ends.
I thought I would only see this in my dream.
My eyes so wide,
My body petrified.
I grabbed my heart
and held it tight.

I am powerless.
Thinking of people who already died.
Staring in the empty void.
But in a blink of my eye..
Everything was destroyed.

Engelse gedicht door: Bella

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