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and the world is dark and black,
when the world is darker longer,
and the day's are what we lack.

When the cold seeps through our bodies,
and the sun hides behind the smoke,
when the world is no longer suficcient,
and our lungs it tries to choke.

When all the living species,
upon this place called Earth,
Dissappear below the ground,
buried under its wide girth,

When all that we created,
becomes a pile of useless rubble,
when our life becomes a nothing,
and God has finally burst my bubble.

When this, in my mind, is for the best,
and nothing is what it seems,
I die in my heart every day,
in sleep and in my dreams.

When the rumble starts beginning,
and the impact is direct,
I hope we are together,
our souls as one, CONNECT.

When, finally, the asteroid hits,
and I am clinging to you,
I hope that you will think of me,
and say you love me too.

When all of earth is dying,
and we sit and deeply sigh,
I'm really glad that I'm with you,
and in your arms I die.

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When...

Contributed by teagy03 on Wednesday, 15th September 2004 @ 09:45:12 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

When it comes to Armageddon,
and the world is dark and black,
when the world is darker longer,
and the day's are what we lack.

When the cold seeps through our bodies,
and the sun hides behind the smoke,
when the world is no longer suficcient,
and our lungs it tries to choke.

When all the living species,
upon this place called Earth,
Dissappear below the ground,
buried under its wide girth,

When all that we created,
becomes a pile of useless rubble,
when our life becomes a nothing,
and God has finally burst my bubble.

When this, in my mind, is for the best,
and nothing is what it seems,
I die in my heart every day,
in sleep and in my dreams.

When the rumble starts beginning,
and the impact is direct,
I hope we are together,
our souls as one, CONNECT.

When, finally, the asteroid hits,
and I am clinging to you,
I hope that you will think of me,
and say you love me too.

When all of earth is dying,
and we sit and deeply sigh,
I'm really glad that I'm with you,
and in your arms I die.

Copyright © teagy03 ... [ 2004-09-15 21:45:12]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: When... (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Wednesday, 15th September 2004 @ 10:06:11 PM AEST
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great write teagy. i liked how you started this off wiht the end of the world. considering what i think of it. and how you didnt just stay on the same subject and make it boring. you made this worth the reading. =]

Re: When... (User Rating: 1 )
by tifrob on Wednesday, 15th September 2004 @ 11:43:28 PM AEST
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I loved it... You brought the poem full circle. You did a great job.

J~

Re: When... (User Rating: 1 )
by inoc on Thursday, 16th September 2004 @ 07:53:27 AM AEST
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very cleverly written
I got a lot from your write
cheers!

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