The World Is Dying Poem by Alexander Hale
The World Is Dying
The world is dying it will go to hell.
Your soul will burn it the depths down there.
My sins bury me with the damned on earth.
There is no hope for me there will be no reprieve.
I would pray to God to save my soul.
But I know he left me long ago.
The world is dying it will go to hell.
My soul will burn in the depths down there.
Your soul is needed here, for more poetry. good work, well done. regards Tom
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5/3/2024 5:32:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This is the darkest of dark writings. You need refreshment in the purest waters of life. That is all. GW62