The world has ended.
I saw it all, the meteors crashing out of sky.
They hit the area around where I was.
So I hid with a few others.
After what seemed etenity for us all.
We left to see what was left for us all.
A wasteland of rubble, few still were familiar.
Like the Subway, the one we traveled in,
not the one we ate at.
Still there is nothing left but a shell of the world.
Thats what happens when a meteor fortells teh end.
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Jamez Bear
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