Life is hard,
One's days stretch and span.
Forever
It lasts until death.
Even then
What comes next, I ask.
Peace and joy
Or endless darkness?
Is it light
Or even all white?
A Heaven?
Maybe eternal Hell?
All knowledge,
And not one answer.
What comes next?
What comes next?
This is a poem I wrote, its kinda dark, but I haven't posted in a while, so here you go.
Peace Loves
Abbi
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Abbi's Short Stories
Short StoryThis is the same as the one on AbbigailRampart's account, so the description is the same. Just a bunch of short stories I come up with. Peace loves, Abbi
