Repercussions Of A Broken Mind
The primroses fade
And the seas recede.
Closed are the buds that whithered
This is not the result expected.
A world so unnatural
Lived in a land supernatural
Ablities degraded
Slowly they faded.
This is not the end
And nor is this not the end
This is the beggining of the end
And the shoulders bend
As the Broken minds crumble
Rupturing all life to cradle.
This is not the end!
Nor is this not the end! !
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