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APOCALYPSE

I hate the sun,
But I fear the dark.
In that room filled with sunlight,
I look for chaos.
The tables have turned
My life's upside down.
In a room full of smiles,
I look for a frown.
All I did was blame them for the sins they never committed.
All were convicted for the sins,
They never did.
And that's how,
The apocalypse hit.

 

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