Until the End of Time

April 3, 2008
By Monique Lynch, Oneida, KY

Sorrow comes,
Happiness flies,
It cannot stand
All the scars that lie,
Daylight turns to darkness,
Yellow turns to black,
No one can even, look back.
For it grabs at your soul,
Leaving you cold and heartless,
It wants to destroy all you have left.
I will not even leave a single trace,
It is disguised in lace,
Looking so pretty and painless,
Up until it is too late,
You cannot go back no matter,
How hard you try.
What has happened?
to this world of mine?
Here comes God,
Counting down the seconds,
Until the end of timeā€¦

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