January 30, 2011
By , mesa, AZ
Powerful is the sun
That burns ever so brightly
Giving warmth and energy
To all it sees,
But little do they know
That the sun still grows
Consuming more and more space
Till the world is a different place,
Killing all that look upon
The powerful sun,
It did not mean to be this way
It was fate that went astray
The sun does not want to hurt
But if it does not
Love dies around,
So the sun will sit burning
Every last breath
Till it dies out,
And the world ends
With a smile on its face
Cause it knows it has defied fate
Instead of being a killing machine
It chose to be
In a life of pain
So no one else would ever die

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