This Worlds' sigh

This gray world sighs
Of everything old
And continues on its way

Its shroudless dark
A warning to us all
The world is dyeing with us all

Now we try to fix it all
To keep ourselves alive
Work through an absurd thought

We will always die
Yet as we work
We start to lose our faith

We all just watch and wait
While it all just falls apart
Bringing us an end
Which we all deny will come




Poetry by Leon Crook
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Written on 2010-01-05 at 01:40

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