Destruction

The world is a lonely place

Filled with doubt and fear

Nothing is ever what it seems

The heart is nowhere near

 

The mind is troubled and ill

The body is empty and torn

The soul is crying and pleading for help

Everything is worn

 

Trees are plenty yet dying

Flowers are beautiful but few

Birds are lovely and lonely

The earth knows not what to do.

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