May 21st Poem by Hannah Shier

May 21st



My life is falling apart
and I can do nothing to stop it.
The end of the world is told to be coming
and all I can think about is how screwed
I am when it does.
There is nothing like the sins of man
coming to light on the darkest of days.

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