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" And in the Future... All is Devastation!"

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The sky grows heavy

bloated with bile and blood.

Criers brandishing their bells and Macguffins.

Our fates pronounced in the day's butchered swine.

Effervescence expelled into skeletal frames.

Niche messiahs.

The complexities of our realm

bastardized into tropes and memes.

Illuminating, yet casting a greater shadow,

veiling the strains in the flesh and fabric.

Quivering, festering;

their obliteration looming.

They cry and plead,

"Let the libation hold off!"

into the belly of a hollow ewer.

New gods birthed from the gristle of the remains.


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Before it all ends tomorrow let me say. I really like the verbage in this end of days poem. You coupled an incredible picturesque display of times end with a colorful and delightfully dressed poem. Thanks for the read, it's just down right fun...

Before it all ends tomorrow let me say. I really like the verbage in this end of days poem. You coupled an incredible picturesque display of times end with a colorful and delightfully dressed poem. Thanks for the read, it's just down right fun to read it over and over. Keep it comming.

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Thanks for the compliments! I'll most definitely be writing more.

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