ScareKrow
Greenlighter
- Joined
- May 12, 2009
- Messages
- 10
to the end of days or simply when the music no-longer plays
man once stood tall, whats to take place of this when we fall?
-her father crippled and unable to vainly protect the daughter hes held through the night since the very air itself had taken her mothers life.
Neither breathing, theyve both heard the sound before. The sun falling from the heavens to scorch the earth by the sword of nations.
He says nothing as the searing of the incinerating towers and clutter are blown away at holocosts end.
The girl does not cry, or scream she tightens her grip to her fathers chest asking; begging."Will I see mommy again soon daddy" ?
"yes" the man said with such despair in his voice as to dull the sharpest of lives.
His last lie to her.
Today the twilight winter has fallen ever-lasting.
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buildings that towered into the skyline are crumbling consumed by the wrot sustained by corpses
beautiful is the sun as she shines black upon this dead place where hope is lost
I stand on hollowed ground. soil still soaked from the screams of anger pain and sorrow. After the twilight fell none remained to live tomorrow.
Your mailman, teachers, friends, and that girl you loved so dearly. Eyes never to open again they feed the wrot now enveloping all.
The wind blows.
With it she carries the screams of millions on the day our sky blazed crimson, each bomb dropped sending flesh blood and debris into the air.
Millions whos names will never be known. Whos lives were taken without reason.
Its cold now. As I find myself pondering on tomes lost to the ages. There was no judgment day. No wrath of the gods;
only the sins of our fathers we have to blame.
The day when our sun first scorched the earth. No nation army or otherwise should have ever attempted to reach for the sun...maybe then she never wouldve made it here.
rough draft o prt1 of 26
man once stood tall, whats to take place of this when we fall?
-her father crippled and unable to vainly protect the daughter hes held through the night since the very air itself had taken her mothers life.
Neither breathing, theyve both heard the sound before. The sun falling from the heavens to scorch the earth by the sword of nations.
He says nothing as the searing of the incinerating towers and clutter are blown away at holocosts end.
The girl does not cry, or scream she tightens her grip to her fathers chest asking; begging."Will I see mommy again soon daddy" ?
"yes" the man said with such despair in his voice as to dull the sharpest of lives.
His last lie to her.
Today the twilight winter has fallen ever-lasting.
-
buildings that towered into the skyline are crumbling consumed by the wrot sustained by corpses
beautiful is the sun as she shines black upon this dead place where hope is lost
I stand on hollowed ground. soil still soaked from the screams of anger pain and sorrow. After the twilight fell none remained to live tomorrow.
Your mailman, teachers, friends, and that girl you loved so dearly. Eyes never to open again they feed the wrot now enveloping all.
The wind blows.
With it she carries the screams of millions on the day our sky blazed crimson, each bomb dropped sending flesh blood and debris into the air.
Millions whos names will never be known. Whos lives were taken without reason.
Its cold now. As I find myself pondering on tomes lost to the ages. There was no judgment day. No wrath of the gods;
only the sins of our fathers we have to blame.
The day when our sun first scorched the earth. No nation army or otherwise should have ever attempted to reach for the sun...maybe then she never wouldve made it here.
rough draft o prt1 of 26
