The End of the World

by Sam Hindmarsh   Jul 5, 2008


It seemed to me that it would be different,
the end of the world,
I thought it would be that the sky falls down,
Or the sun blows up,
Or we would all get sucked in to a balck hole.
But anyhow we would be dead!
It is as it happens quite different to my theorys,
The end of the world is nigh.

The difference is we are all alive,
And none of us are harmed,
At least not physically,
For you see it is the end of the world
For me when you are gone.

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