From time to time we wonder if the world is gonna end. Now everything we do is considered a sin. From the drunks to the drugies we are all the same. Now we all realize our lives are pretty plain. You hear the last siren,you hear the last chime. Then you wonder where went the time. It gets you thinking about the end. And all those love letters you forgot to send. People killing others just for the fun of it. An innoccent man is told to sit. A man runs down the street claiming he is the prophet. On that same street a pregnant lady takes a hit. So now just remember you never know when it is the end. Tomorrow could be all our final end.
Reason for writing:
The thoughts of me and my friends.I think that this is pretty much something that many people think.
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