P.O.V.erty

Backbone to navelBrain to dirtChildren 6ft. under on account of us...Scathing, burned, and batteredSealed with the branding of DEATHNo hope.Bones shaking, earth quakingBoom! The world turns white...No more pain and destructionOf your bodyOnly the sweet cherubim singing,Whisking you away to a world beyond reach and reality

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