Looming life in blizzards howl,
a great change ever so foul.
In agony our memories cry,
forgotten lies to the sky.
A small spark, a small bang.
the world never to be the same.
To crawl, walk and fly,
Possible as time went by.
In arrogance, in pride,
Blinded as our world died.
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Poetic Music
PoetryA collection of poems written to soundtracks which are there for you to play.
