Swirling fog covers the world
and my fears hide behind closed eyes.
The dream world was so much better
when we were allowed to dream.
No more, no more, will I see the beautiful sky
through dreaming irises.
The world is destroyed,
it lays broken with mass graves
and broken constitutions littering the ground.
It once was beautiful and perfect.
Then people go lost in the image
and forgot the truth and meaning.
Now as we die
and the earth turns black
politicians scream
but there is no turning back.
We should have seen the signs
but we sought only power
so say good bye
cheese_whine farewell to the flowers.
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