Doom
By Kittichoo
It's the end of everything,
Each line of poetry,
It's the meaning of frailty,
A charming thing to break
I like heaven,
But hells so nice,
It's inbetween,
That's driving me nuts
We live in threat,
Our control is fake,
Chains shackle us,
To unreal graves
Wrought to be
Part of something bigger,
Because it's so much easier
It's the end of everything,
Each line of poetry,
It's the meaning of frailty,
A charming thing to break
Yes, the world is doom.
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Copyright 2003 Kittichoo
Published on Wednesday, September 3, 2003.
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A former member wrote:
I like this poem, and I agree with your thoughts. This world is truly getting corrupt. The scare about May 21st was interesting. Some people died because they didnt want to die from the destruction that was to happen. I say your never truly free, in death, or life.