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Demise

March 24, 2023
By DoubleT BRONZE, Mill Creek, Washington
DoubleT BRONZE, Mill Creek, Washington
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A deadly wandering

Like a moth to a flame 

We arrive to Death’s End 

Bloodshed, pain, and bones 


Where Dark and shallow lies

Inhumane and profane 

It mimics and divides 

Full with drive, exhaling despair


Dust rises blurring our vision

The gravel crunches with each step 

Consumed by the void there is no light

Luminsesing eyes, it had been provoked


The author's comments:

This is one of my first times attempting to do poetry and I only had done it because it was an assignment in one of m classes.


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