The Final Hours

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The world is coming to an end.

The harsh heat has just begun,

And the moon eclipsed the sun.              

Can’t make it in the long run,

But run is what they recommend.

As comets rain from the sky,

Can’t think of a reason why,

I shouldn’t tell you goodbye,

But that is not what I intend.

I’m lost without your direction.

             Keep me lost in your embrace,

             As the earth tumbles from space.
             It’s too dark to see your face,

So let me be your reflection.

Others see a dreadful sight.

I see shooting sparks of light.

If the world should end tonight,

I’ll see you and see perfection.