- Everything still the world is in pieces,theres no more battles to be won,no more people left on earth,or whats left of it.He sits there reminiceing on the past good old times.Thats all they are now anyway times.The soldier sits on the rock alone as he looks at what arrmageddon left,what mankind has done to itself.He sits there and thinks about the good old times of fun and laughter doing what life makes him do then all of the peolpe hes helped and harmed or killed.Of his girlfriend and his home of his friend and his enemys of the beautiful places that ust to surround him and then looks at the ground shattered and the buildings crummbled looks into the glass at his roughed self and realizes hes alone to walk and then sits there on a rock thinking still and looks at his gun he sees theres still one bullet left so he somes his cigarrete drinks his drink and puts his gun to his head and says well at least the worlds in peace and can start over and i wake up at the bang as i see myself laying there ZC
- by Zane Gray 305 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/17/2009 |
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- Title: When it ends
- Artist: Zane Gray 305
- Description: just read it
- Date: 12/17/2009
- Tags: ends
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Comments (2 Comments)
- x-PixieChick - 12/17/2009
- well as beautiful as it is....plz dont die on me...lol seriously though awesome like always =)
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- alorraineb - 12/17/2009
- wow! that's AWESOME dude! keep going! write more your gift is as great as mine.
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